It was early in the morning- I don't remember exactly when but I think maybe 4am.. or 5am, when she entered my house and slipped into bed. Past Saturday night and into Sunday morning. She's had a key to my house from long ago but never used it except to feed my cat when I was out of town, and not even that recently. I had practically forgotten she had it. B...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction intended for the enjoyment of those over 18 years. * My good friend Shar came to me all excited about a weekend lingerie buying trip to San Diego. I wasn't all that interested but she assured me that we would have a fantastic time. Our guys could golf and do other man things while we were gone. I finally agreed and gav...
Before meeting Samantha, I had never expected to fall in love with a girl. We met in The Crown. It was a few weeks after Mark and I had finished, and I didn't know then that she had known Mark too. She was with her friends and I was with mine. I liked Sam as soon as I saw her. It wasn't a sexual thing. Not at first. She just looked like the kind of girl yo...
"Now Sweetie, you let me handle this problem, soothed fifty-year-old Mandy Collins as she took a drag on her cigarette. She flipped the half-finished smoke out the open convertible top. Her smokey exhale, drifting in the breeze. "As Brando said in The Godfather, I'll make her an offer she can't refuse!" smiled Mandy tossing her platinum hair. She smirked, g...
Emily checked her reflection in the mirror after she finished drying her hands. Her makeup needed touching up and she took out her lipstick. It was five minutes past five and the ladies toilet was half full. Three women stood in front of the mirror doing much the same as her, putting on lipstick, applying more rouge or just brushing their hair. She ran a bru...
Author note: If you like this story, I suggest you check out the other ones I created under my previous screen name, "EmeraldEye." To comment on those, please use the email address associated with this account. Enjoy! ----------------------------------------------------------------- The bachelorette party was over. The last of my bridesmaids had been drop...
I awoke, feeling languorous and relaxed, like a smug satisfied cat. I instantly remembered our lovemaking of the night before, starting with the blissful time on the sofa in front of the fire, and the hours afterwards. I smiled at the memories. Then became aware of the feel of your mouth on my breast. I slowly moved my head to look down at yours, hair tussle...
I opened my eyes to what should have been a brand new morning, batting them slightly wondering why it was still dark, finally realizing that I still had on my sleeping mask. This time, I wasn't surprised by the foreign thumb resting in my mouth. Jessica was breathing lightly on my neck again and I started to run last night's (or rather this morning's) events...
It's so quiet that not even the occasional cough or creak of a restless patient turning and tossing disturbs the hush of the small hours. The ward's in darkness apart from the soft-edged beam of a single desktop lamp. The pallid yellow beam falls on a sleepy nurse sitting at an old grey painted steel desk cluttered with books and folders. It illuminates her...