CHAPTER 1 06:00. That's what the clock radio said. That was OK. I am an early riser. Shit. I don't have a clock radio. Where was I? Clearly not in my own bed. And whose hand was gently squeezing my right boob? Presumably the same person who was attached to my back, bum, thighs and calves. And was breathing, ever so slowly, into my neck. I thought I had...
Dinner is on the stove as she lets herself into the flat, her own set of keys on her keyring, she uses here as a bolt hole occasionally when she needs to get away from her family, while I am at work, the only clue I have is the lingering smell of Anais Anais in the air. She hooks her keys on the back of the door, knowing full well that if you put keys down i...
It was a slow day. Cold outside. Late November Saturday in Michigan. No leaves on the trees, grass turned brown, nothing but an occasional squirrel running around the backyard. Kelly was lonely, tired and bordering on depressed. At 42 years old, 5-10 inches and about 150 lbs. Not bad for her age, but she felt that she could do a lot better, maybe peel 10 to...
Morning came quickly, too quickly. I woke up to Terry bringing breakfast in to the bedroom singing, "Morning, time to get up." "Already," I said still half a sleep. Terry sat the try on the table next to the bed and poured coffee and started feeding me an omelet the way I liked it. With mushrooms and cheese. Though she took the first bite out of the omel...
Lace and ivory graced the bride, everyone's perfect picture of what the day should be. She glowed for her groom as she smiled for pictures and greeted her guests. I walked through the line, saying hello to the bridal party, most of whom I already knew. Shaking the hand of the Maid of Honor, I looked up into the most beautiful green eyes. They captured my att...
Stella was my Yoga instructor, a pastime that I enjoy not only for the exercise, but also because it keeps me lithe and flexible, necessary attributes in the career of a twenty-one year old aspiring model. From the very first time that I met Stella, there was a mutual feeling of friendship, I found myself quite mesmerized by her as she just exudes this speci...
All comments, good and bad, are always appreciated. This is a true story, from a good friend, written with just a little...creative licence. All characters are over 18. * She had no idea. She would probably never know what this was to me. How much this one night would mean. How I was feeling now, how I would feel after. She'd never really get it. How lo...
So there we were, standing naked in front of Jenna, our bodies shiny with an earned sweat and the room filled with the smell of lusty enthusiasm. Jenna kicked the door shut behind her as she twirled her key chain on her finger. She was smiling triumphantly. She eyed Helena's naked body. "Nice," she said. "It's even better in person than on video." She point...
You were still a little wobbly from our adventure in the car, so I put my arm around you as we walked into the Stock Exchange Building. I'm fairly certain the guards noticed your "well-fucked" look as we walked to the elevator, but the most they did was make little smirks. If they only knew what I had planned for you. . . . Entering the elevator, I pressed...
The doorbell rang. Excusing herself from her guest, Julie rose to answer the door. She was a little perplexed. She rarely got unannounced visitors, and now she had two. It was a cold and rainy night, and Julie couldn't imagine who would be knocking on her door. When she opened it, she got a shock. "Hello." The man before her said. "Tom!" Julie exclaimed as...