As I drove to work this morning I was feeling great. At 31, I had accomplished many of my life goals. I am Sadie and I was just named plant manager at the mid-sized company I work for. I haul in an impressive six figure salary. I am in great shape. I work out 6 days a week. I have an awesome body and beautiful face and most people would refer to me as gorgeo...
Andrea was floating and in the tender embrace of someone gentle, someone loving. There was calmness, a surrender of sorts. A peacefulness that one only knows when you've surrendered after a good fight. And then she woke up. It took Andrea a minute or so to gather her senses. She was in bed. There was no noise, no movement. As her consciousness became more a...
As a tall, semi-attractive man with a crooked smile strode in her direction, Shandy's heart palpitated. She wanted someone to ask her to dance, just once, and she'd go home satisfied. But it didn't seem like tonight was going to be her night. She'd failed miserably at attracting anyone, despite her efforts. And as she held out her last hope for the gangly st...
"We are in a relationship, aren't we?" Natasha asked Tamara who was sitting across the table from her. They were in a fancy Thai restaurant. Tamara's hand stopped midway to her mouth. She looked up and Natasha, smiled teasingly, "I wouldn't say that." Natasha smiled back knowingly and a little apologetically. "But we are," she insisted. "We are together all...
Well, I think I'm getting better at driving on the wrong side of the road. England was a bit of a disaster, but I'm doing much better now. I haven't abruptly jerked to the right even once today, and it's been about forty-five minutes since anybody has made a rude gesture in my direction. A new personal best! It's draining, though - I have to pay attention to...
This story was inspired by something I saw while on holiday at this very hotel. I'd not really thought about older women being attractive to me, but couldn't get this couple out of my mind, unable to figure out their relationship. I swapped glances with the older one – if only she knew what I was fantasising about! ********* It had been a long hard year at...
My name is Dr. Kshama (pronounced "Shama" -- the "K" silent. It means "Beautiful Queen" in Hindi) V. V. (the middle names comprise no less than 44 letters!) Patel (as common in India as "Smith", "Jones" or "Johnson" are in your Western societies.) I am half Turkish and half Indian, born in Istanbul on the 24th day of March in the year 2042, my family having...
She was an angel. A beautiful angel with her thick, shiny black hair flying behind her as she ran onto the field. And then, just before the game started, she reached down to her ankle and removed a shiny red ribbon. She grabbed her hair, somehow taming it in her hand before tying it tightly with the ribbon. Now she was an angel on the field, with that red ri...
This is follow-on story for the "Learning to Love Myself" series ***** Hi everyone, Elain here again. I know I owe everybody the stories that I hinted at when closing my "Learning to Love Myself" narrative, but recent events make this tale more immediate. You see, Angel has gotten married. If you haven't read my "Learning to Love Myself" narrative and don...
Welcome back, readers. I hope you enjoyed the first three instalments of my travel story, where I went to Thailand and gradually (or not so gradually) lost my inhibitions. I gave in to temptation, experimenting with things sexually I'd never done in America. I'd fucked an Aussie in a public place, had a dalliance with an older Thai masseuse and I'd even fuck...