This is a sequel to Samantha Barnett's story, "Late Night Hookup". It's written and posted with Samantha's permission. ***** "So... what? You just walked in on them?" "Are you kidding?" Angela shook her head, her curly brown hair sliding back over one shoulder. "Oh my god... that's the last thing I needed to see. I mean... I didn't need to go in. It was...
Clutching her purse, portfolio, and a pair of heels, Kate locked the door of her upstairs apartment and jogged to her car parked down the street. She was meeting Ben Sklar at The Nines in twenty-five minutes, and she was determined to be on time. Things have definitely changed. Kate’s life in New York became unbearable—the chaotic frenzy of the city, her ove...
My wife and I are very open minded but had yet to do any experimenting since we got married, until last week. We were having a dinner party and invited our neighbors on each side of us, plus a couple of people from work. Morgan invited Sherri from her office, who was new in town and didn't know anyone. Sherri is approximately 5 ft. and around 120 pounds, i...
She wrote me a love letter and she said I love that hazy, crystal clear kind of focus you get from drinking coffee on airplanes. She wrote it out long-hand with a pen that balled up little ink globs around the tops of her o's. She said, "I think up new ways to fuck you. Just daydream to whatever music I have on my phone, shit from years ago. I stare straigh...
You were working in your back yard when you first heard the faint sounds. They were obviously coming from next door. You knew someone had just purchased the home and assumed this was your new neighbors. Or perhaps their dog because the sounds didn't sound exactly human. The previous owners were friends of yours, so a gate was installed connecting the two ba...
The rain beats softly against the window as I stare out toward the view, papers in hand. People walking the streets below, look more like robots from this height. The tree- lined river running along the street, makes a hard left and fade off in the distance. I pause. Oh well, back to the matter at hand. I am just a junior partner but it's something I've alw...
Jenne took Angela's hand and led her upstairs to the bedroom. They lay down, and Angela ran her fingers lightly across Jenne's skin. "You've been busy..." she whispered as she leaned down and took a nipple ring between her teeth. The slight pull felt wonderful on Jenne's sensitive nipple. Angela's other hand trailed down her body, tweaking her other nipple,...
Authors Note: This series of short stories are intended to be episodic and thus can be read alone. Any feedback, criticisms or improvements are always welcome. The author also invites reader suggestions about what they would like to see Xanthe do next. It was getting close to dinner time, the night dark and overcast, a constant drizzle falling all around Xa...
(The characters in this story are entirely fictional and have no connection with any persons living or dead.) I had these lovebirds, two of them. They were the cutest things. Mostly green, with a spots of red on their heads. I'd keep them out on the back patio on days when the temperature wasn't too hot or cold. They loved it out there. One day I looked ou...
I've known Alice for a long time, since I was only twelve. I just turned eighteen and I started college already. I'm going to a junior college and living with my folks, to save some money and because I don't know what I want to study yet. Alice lives by herself. She is about thirty. She divorced her husband and moved into our apartment building. We liked eac...