Chapter 4 -- The Meeting Jack awoke with a startle. Had it all been a dream? Ripping the duvet back, he looked down to see a shiny pair of glistening leather riding boots on his feet. Looking down over the side of the bed, he saw the other stiletto boots. Instantly, Jack could only think of one thing & he slipped off the riding boots & put on the stiletto...
"Goddamn it Frank, I'm not going to tell you so just shut up about it!" "Come on, Honey, I promise I won't make a big deal out of it. Come on, tell me." "You're perverted, Frank." "Of course I'm perverted, Sweetheart. That's what guys do. It's what we're good at, we're perverted. Come on tell me." "No! Besides, I'm pissed off at you Frank, leaving me her...
I slip the shoes off of my feet, and carry them in my left hand. It is past midnight, and the hallways are dark and quiet in my dormitory, so I creep as quietly as possible. I climb the three flights of stairs to my floor. I reach for the stairwell door, and it swings open towards me. "Well, well, well. Where have you been? Still out with Will? Or with one...
"Something special" turned out to be an adult novelty shop. I was amused at first but when the saleswoman behind the counter appeared to know Jennifer I became a little worried. "Hey Jennifer, I haven't seen you in a few weeks. How have you been girl?" the saleswoman said, giving Jennifer a friendly hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. The woman was tall, tal...
*beep* Kristen's text pops up on my phone. Hey. You home? Yes. Do you have vodka? Keep a bottle just for you. I'll be there in 15. Doors unlocked. Kristen arrived about twenty-five minutes later "Bear?" She yelled from the front door. "Kitchen." I said, busy pouring her a bloody mary extra spicy. When she rounded the corner, I finally understood...
"I want you to tie me up," she said. We were sitting next to a mountain stream and just below us it fed into a crisp clear pond about six feet deep. The sun was beating down on us and it was getting rather warm. "I was just thinking we could go skinny dipping and then lie naked in the sun," I responded. I bent down and kissed her softly. "But if you want...
Maureen was working at my video store and it was closing time. I always went there at closing to cash out and make the deposit. We all called her Mo for short. She was a long time friend of my wife Lisa and had been working there for about a month and a half.. She was quite a character. Boisterous and bold, funny and wide open. She was 26 years old but her b...
Bzzz... Bzzz... Bzzz... Oh c'mon Brittany thinks. Who is sending me a txt at this time of the morning? Hmmm it's Johnny. I wonder what he sent me this time. Ever since that "accidental" reflection in a pic a while back he's been getting bolder and bolder with the suggestive pics he's sent. Not that I mind as he's got a nice cut figure. Not a Chippendale by...
Grand opening. The Museum of Modern Art has once again proven its sure instinct for what will bring the hordes of the City's fine people. The Human in Erotic Art – A Sensual Travel Through Centuries. Or, one might figure, the shrewd museum management has realized that also the posh crowd yearns for good ol' porn. Regardless of which, even this exclusive, inv...
My dreams, my fantasies had come true. Who would have thought? I mean one night stand with Teresa (call me Terry) of all people. At the Olympics in the Velodrome of all places watching the track cycling finals. Is that just coincidence or what? The girl in the office where I worked - a very large office and whenever I had tried to chat her up there was a...