Foreword Hello I'm here again, Heather Hunter reporting for duty, ready, willing and able. And please don't worry about me being long-winded this time around. I was extremely nervous when I first put my thoughts down in writing. Tentatively rereading my rashly written Loving Made Easy, it shows. Good grief; doesn't it just! This time that ain't gonna happ...
Tuesday blended into Wednesday as the snow continued and Sue's depression grew. Thursday dawned, clear and cold, and her spirits lifted a bit when she realized the kids would be home. Since their 'welcome back' fuck, Bernie's interest in her seemed to have flagged again, and Sue counted it a blessing. For better or worse, she realized now that no man's tou...
Recently, I have been receiving a lot of mail accusing me of rushing into the sex scenes too quickly. "You seem to be in a hurry. Why don't you spend some pages describing the situation in more detail?" was the common refrain. While I do admit that this is the case with most of the stories that I post on the site, let me remind readers that I write for the...
This is the second part of a multi-part story. The first five parts are the initial book. I am adding parts as things develop with these characters. Note that although this story is in the Lesbian Sex category, it is a straight, mature romance, which is part of the larger arc of the story. Simon Douglas "Eileen? Eileen Neally." She was walking for lunch on...
Chapter 9: Wood For Sheep January is my favourite time to work. It's so quiet while everybody else is off on holiday, and I can get stuff done without constant distraction. It was especially welcome the year we joined Preussler-Kennedy, giving me the chance to settle into the new office without having to deal with all the new people at the same time. Chan...
Chapter One (September 1997) Angie hadn't been in the Union Bar until now. Months ago, when she'd visited and been shown round the campus it hadn't been open; nor had any of the three other bars on site. If memory served her correctly, the Union wasn't the biggest student drinking venue but it had looked the most promising. So here she was. And seen now,...
(Author's note: Power Plays, Chapter 2 of 3 - you may be lost if you haven't read Chapter 1 yet. Enjoy, and thanks for reading!) I sauntered across the room, coming to a stop in front of Madison's desk, dropping the folder with a loud 'splat'. Then I stood there, crossing my arms over my chest waiting for Ms. High and Mighty to look up. After a moment, M...
This story is set in Scotland and has taken me a while to write because I had other writing tasks to complete. I hope you like it and I may consider a spin off story later on with other characters. Ulrika stared at her reflection in the mirror as she puckered her lips. At the age of twenty five she was starting to look more and more like her mother. Granted...
Lie we back, smell our creation, Skin on skin and fluid spent. Two angels felled, find explanation, Pulling closer into heavens scent. ----- Melanie teeters, almost falling, longing for the rush... the headlong (sharp inward breath) downward plummeting, (pant-pant-pant) almost there, keep going... (I'll kill you if you move just one inch sideways) out o...
Foreword Good day, as my favourite Aussie uncle might say. It's me again, that pesky Charley . . . the one who keeps promising to tell all in a few thousand words but then drags everything out forever. Not that there's anything wrong in dragging out sex. Ask me, the longer sex is dragged out the better. Three hours without pause for breath sounds good, do...