Friday Night Restaurant Near Times Square The weather was changing, thanks to the Cyclone Harvey coming up from Texas changing into a rain depression. The wind was up. It was getting colder. The four rushed into the restaurant vowing to get as warm as possible as soon as possible. Fortunately it was not too far from the Hilton. The inners were warm, probabl...
"The rules are simple." The lean, almost gaunt man rose from behind his desk and strode towards Claire. His manner and tone were not unkind. She had expected him to be more severe... more predatory... but he was simply matter-of-fact. He handed her something metallic. "The key to the front door." Claire didn't look at the key. She stuffed it into her coat...
My dating life in college was a disaster. I don't know why I thought it would be better than it was in high school, but the hope of college can blind you to reality. I was never the athlete or preppy guy. At 5'8", half the girls wouldn't talk to me because I wasn't at least 6 feet tall. I was always more into intellectual activities than sports or athletics....
This will be a series of stories about my affair with a friend of my husband. It started as an innocent flirtation but then ended up as an affair. My husband is fully aware of this affair and, in fact, encouraged me to take the first step. I should mention here that he had brought up the subject of swapping a few times but I wasn't in favor of it for many re...
I sat drinking at the kitchen table drinking a cold beer. It must be said that I'm not normally one for beer, vodka is more my thing, but summer had struck with a vengeance and I was hiding from the sun and trying to stay cool. Simon was out visiting some friends and everything was prepared for lunch when he came back. So I sat drinking beer and waiting for...
Training Missy Chapter 3: A trip to Kennedy's continued. Enjoy xantu Missy knelt nude at Mick's knee and watched the dancers on the floor. The girl serving drinks brought them each another glass of juice. The oppressive music prevented all conversation, but she was very conscious of Mick's hand on her leash. The pervasive sense of embarrassment and f...
This is the story of the wildest night of my life, a night I spent on an overnight train from Paris to Venice with two gorgeous women, one of whom I met for the first time that night. I was 22 at the time and in the middle of my post-graduation backpacking trip through Europe. I'd started out in the UK and eventually made my way down to Spain and Portugal be...
And Rick and Daisy's adventures continue. * Rick waited as long as he could before going to see Daisy: He managed to wait until the next afternoon. He had heeded Sarah's advice as long as he could, but he'd been stuck in a bizarre state of self-recrimination and anxiety that he couldn't wait any longer. He had barely slept, hadn't showered, and looked like...
Allison walked out of Federal Hills Blue Grotto restaurant frustrated in every sense of the word. It had been bad enough that she had been roped (and not in the fun sense) into a client meeting on a Friday night but to have had the client be fifty, fat and disgusting made the evening entirely unacceptable. To top things off, after giving it what she had fe...
Anna I first see her when I take a shortcut home after a late shift. The area was known for prostitutes, and I usually paid them scant attention. Stopping at a traffic light, however, a well-built east-European girl walks past, with shoulder-length, platinum-blonde hair. She is wearing a black mini skirt and a short coat, which she pushes back from her bust...