I catch you by the wrist as you make your way down the hall to the bedroom in your rush to grab a towel. I tread over your discarded shorts and wrap myself around you. "Stop, Kris." You laugh. "I need to get cleaned up." "That's what I'm here for," I answer. You're helpless, arms snared in your half-removed sports bra. I bury my nose in your short, chest...
Angie looked at her watch. "10 minutes late" she thought. She could feel the call coming. One that was much like the others. "What would the 'reason' be this time? A buddy needing help? Late with a homework assignment?" Angie always managed to meet the guys who just lacked commitment. Oh they were good on the first few dates. The normal dinners, movies and...
Margret arrived in Hong Kong on a sweltering late summer evening in 1894, having taken the long voyage from England. Talk had begun to spread about some of the company she had kept back home and it was decided that she should go and stay with her uncle for a spell, who was a magistrate in Hong Kong. Fortunately for Margret her uncle was away seeing to some m...
This is a follow up to A New Role for My Husband * My life had changed and I was loving it. I met a woman who I found very impressive even before I discovered she was so like me. Miriam and I became fast friends and I told her about my dominance over Carl. She told me that she had had a very similar experience with her ex-husband, mainly she kicked his as...
I'm sitting in a coffee shop on 98th Street, just taking a break between grocery shopping and picking up the dry-cleaning to have a hot drink, when she walks past me. I barely even notice her at first, other than to think that her outfit really isn't suited to the early spring chill. But then she sits down a few tables away, facing me, and the way her legs a...
"Are you sure, darling?" Ana and Damila asked the same question at the same time. "Well we have to assume that the Mongols swallowed the bait and will think our feint in the mountains is the real thing, but it would be wise to assume that they will still seek to block the assault across the plains of Yerevan. It might be fun to bypass them with a substanti...
'Ugh, fifteen hours??' I wrestled my way down the aisle to 28C. 'Fifteen hours in an aisle seat near the bathroom?? At least the overhead bins should be empty back there.' Trying to find a silver lining somewhere I tossed my carry on into the overhead bin and took my seat next to an old man who smelled of peppermint and pipe tobacco. It reminded me of The Pa...
The door opens and I can hear your shoes hit the entryway hardwood. Just the thought of seeing you make my heart race, I'm trying to stay focused on cleaning the last few dishes. My mind, however, is following your footsteps into our room, then back into the kitchen. Your strong arms wrap around my waist, as you pull me back into you. "Hello, handsome. Dinne...
Amy Carter was the new English teacher at Piedmont High. She was very young and very attractive. She was the hottest teacher in school. All of the guys would drool after her. Rumors swirled around the school that she was screwing every guy there from the principal to all of the football team. Eve though those rumors were untrue, Amy loved the attention. Vale...
It was Day 3 of the Writers Soc trip to Amsterdam, and people were winding down after the wild parties that'd happened over the past few days. I was hanging out in my friend Dami's room at the youth hostel, and we were discussing, rather typically, whether we thought there were ever any hot female writers in the literary canon. "Emily Brontë was hot, but a...