There she is again. It seems like every time I head into the bathroom, she shows up right afterward. Her cube is right near there so I see her all the time. There's something about her that's different from all the other women who work here, but I can't pin it down. She's pretty -- espresso-colored hair, collar length, bangs across the front, dark lipstick o...
She's a busy sort, utilizing the finite minutes of each day, always directed, the day's agenda planned at the office in the morning, or sometimes the previous evening, with me aware of it when I see that distracted look in her eyes. Sometimes I think this relationship is ridiculous, too many places where the quilts don't match. But it goes on. Three years no...
© 2015 What might have been a self-serving, long-winded & unnecessary preface has been beheaded by the lesbian executioner, Jihad Jane. (I suppose even Terrorists are capable of humane actions now & again.) These characters are fictions of my mind & dwell therein exclusively. Their ages are irrelevant. (Yeah, they were over eighteen & "No m...
A thick, soft comforter is stretched out on the bed, covering the sheets. Candles on the bedside tables... To the left side, white in the center, red on its left and gold on its right. To the right side, white in the center, orange on its left, yellow on its right. Three green candles line the open windowsill. An exotic smell rises from a small pot on the...
It's a wet Friday afternoon and I've left work early to go get a massage. It's been such a stressful week, work has been driving me crazy and I haven't had a moment's peace so I decided to treat myself. Even getting to the clinic has been such a drama, something came up at the last minute that just couldn't wait until Monday and then thanks to City Rail I ha...
A little disrupted from my joy, way too soon, my parents left Gabby and I here on vacation. I thought they'd wanted to spend at least some time with us, but I guess not. I'm growing up and am attending University now, and they're growing much closer. Just as I'd gotten out of the shower and was about to go off to bed, I hear a sudden knock at the door. It w...
Tired of the normal "fuck-suck" stories I read, I decided to write some my own way. They are much longer than most, and have (I feel) more character development than most other adult stories. This story is intended only to be enjoyed by consenting adults. It is based on both real life experiences and fantasy. Any similarities to anybody, living or dead, is...
As many times as she had fantasized about it, Laurie had never seriously considered the possibility of being with another woman. Fantasizing and actually doing were two very different things. If she were being honest with herself, she would say that the reason for not exploring her fantasy was fear. She was confused about the dynamics of two women together....
In the year 2028 a group of American Scientists were tasked with DNA splicing. Basically taking two sets of DNA and merging them together. The President at the time, Henry Armstrong, wanted to mix either dog or cat DNA with humans. The first two years went by with little to no progress. Either the unborn baby would die or the two samples wouldn't mix. But f...
This is my first story. I reckon I am an average late fifties guy, I'm straight, I like girl on girl action and I'm wishing I had acted on my Bi-curiosity years ago - second story topic quite likely. I have sometimes wondered if my wife had ever had any lesbian fantasies knowing that if she were to tell me she had I would be pretty turned on by it and not th...