Come Monday morning, Karen was back at her desk, tired and bleary after an unsettled weekend. Try as she might, she couldn't shake off vivid recurring memories of what she must have looked like as she had made such a spectacle of herself, losing control of her senses whilst sitting on Jude's knee. She should never have let herself be talked into it, never ha...
"I've told you before John, I have no interest in other women." "But you haven't tried, have you?" "No, of course not," I replied as my husband ran his fingers over my bare stomach and into the narrow landing strip of hair. "Well how do you know?" "Know what?" "That you wouldn't like it." "I just do and I am not interested." "You might like it," he sa...
It was Monday morning, again. Jan looked at me obliquely when I waddled in to my cubicle. Then she smiled her wonderful knowing smile. We had been close friends for over a year now and were "cell mates"; we had adjoining cubicles. 'Stubble burns?' she asked meaningfully. 'Don't start on me Jan,' I croaked. 'And a touch too much of the grape? ' 'Have pity...
Mina's forearm was sore from the weight of the textbooks that had been digging into it all day, nestled in the crook of her arm as she migrated from class to class. Her last class of the day was over, and she pushed past hordes of chattering girls towards the library—her sanctuary. Her favorite table, in the back corner, was empty as usual. Not many people u...
I hate moving. Mind you, this was my very first move so my experience was, you might say, limited, but those of you who have moved and I must think that's most of you, know what I mean. My name is Sally. I'm a country girl and I was in the process of moving to the city for the first time. Oh, did I mention I hate moving? I'm twenty-one, considered pretty b...
Dear Jane, I got your letter - it was wonderful! I'm so happy that you liked my story about me and Monika, and I loved yours. Honestly, it got me more excited than anything I've read for ages, and I'm looking forward to hearing more about you and Penny some other time. Talk about a small world. You mentioned that you and Penny first met at the bus stop afte...
I thought it was time I told the Lit world how I found I was bisexual. I was just over nineteen when it happened. I'm well into my forties now. If you want to see what I looked like during this story, check my bio. I hope you enjoy this. Love Amanda. I was lying on my front. He was on his back. We were both naked for we had just had sex. His hand res...
I look like a fucking Two-dollar hooker. Hey. My name is Sarah, Sarah Burkley. At the moment my sister, Katie, is pounding on the dressing room door for me to come out. But there is no way I'm going to prom in this dress. It has a plunging neckline that shows almost all of my cleavage, the bottom barely covers my red panties and it's the ugliest shade of p...
This story is dedicated to The Earl, who wrote a similar piece for me; "Do Anything For You?" I'd caught her eye all night. We'd smiled at each other, given each other flirty glances over the crowd, and by now, I was sure I'd get my way. I picked up my cellular and made a quick phone call. Time, place. There. All set. I'd wait half an hour, then I'd make my...
A light tap at my office door woke me from my daydream. The soporific nature of the 'piped' music had me drifting away...but a second, slightly sharper tap, snapped me fully awake. 'Come!' was my automatic response, and the door eased slowly open. Saturday... Judith....mmm.. 'Close the door sweetie', was my immediate reaction, but as she complied I added 'An...