Group Therapy "When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth." - Jess C. Scott, The Intern Gwen verged on waking, the fingers of her right hand curled against her nose; still breathing in the musk of Domenique's savory pussy. The aroma had carried her through one sweet dream after another;...
It was shortly after 11pm that evening that I slipped from my room and made my way down the dimly lit hall towards the chink of light that was emanating from the door of the Mrs Aziz's bedroom. I was wearing only a white silk housecoat that barely covered my arse to reach my soft thighs. On my feet were my black stiletto heels: I liked the extra height they...
Anita Parsons was on the eight fifty four. Normally she caught the five seventeen and so by this time she would have been home, had her bath and dinner and been curled up in front of the telly deciding whether she would pop off to bed after this program or the next one. She led, as you will have deduced, a very orderly life. This, though, was stock-take da...
When Leoni came out from the back of the strip club, only Kelly and Michael were still there; Kelly because of the unspoken female buddy system, and Mike because Kelly hadn't wanted to wait alone. The rest had gone home or on to cheaper bars. Kelly thought Leoni looked a little preoccupied as she drew near; she was looking at Kelly but not responding to her...
I still had almost a week left with the lovely Kathy, to whom my Mistress, Susana had loaned me, and I was determined to make the most of it. I was missing my Mistress, certainly -- my love for her was something very special, dating back to when she had rescued me from a life of abject misery with my husband. I didn't even want to think about those times....
Diana turned off the car and unbuckled. She picked up the invitation again to reread it, though there wasn't anything on it that she didn't remember - - perhaps she was just reminding herself of how much she was looking forward to this evening's events and the company of her coworkers. Anna had sent invitations in the mail a week and a half in advance. They...
"Lauren. Lauuuuren," I heard someone sing. I slowly woke up to Katie kissing my neck. She was sitting on the bed leaning down over me. I was still naked from the night before. "Mmm," I said sleepily. "Good morning beautiful." "Morning," I smiled back at her. "I just wanted to say bye to you before I left." "No, don't go," I said, reaching out to hold h...
Chapter 1, My Summer of Firsts Janelle was helping me pack up the remaining items in the apartment when she came across a photo of me, my sister Amy and our friend Allison. I gazed at the photo and fondly remembered the events of nine years ago. We were standing with our arms around each other in front of the swimming pool in my backyard. But, it was Amy's...
Stephanie hadn't allowed Rose to leave until just before noon the following day—they had spent the remainder of their Friday evening cuddling, and had fallen asleep just before midnight. The next morning, Stephanie opened her eyes and saw that Rose was still curled into the crook of her arm, and smiled to herself, bemused. She leaned down and brushed her lip...
The orange color of my mood ring that I wore as an affectation transfixed me and tangibly reflected my spiraling speculative journey. A toast had changed my carefree evening into one that was fraught with personal exposure. I stood frozen holding a wine glass up in the air. I did not know what to do. I had been flirting all night with this woman who was my...