This is a less explicit but equally intense version of our short story "The Chair", enjoy... --- Eve stands in front of the apartment. Her naked thighs are cold from the wind swirling around the edges of the her long coat. She pulls the coat closer around her and shudders. Her heart races as she raises her hand to knock on the door. She pauses, hand rai...
Eve continued to tease and chide me as I watched my sweet bride being groped and felt up by the captain as they danced at the Boathouse Lounge. I could hear other people laugh and make crude remarks, as Angel and Adam publically humiliated me with their show of intimacy. Eve said, "Look how beautifully they move together, I'll bet you wish you could dance...
Chapter Thirty-nine A feeling of relief washed over me as the car carrying my husband Pete and our daughter Isobel passed through the gates and out onto the road, leaving me alone in the house. In a few hours' time she would be installed in the city flat that she would share with her University friends for the next academic year and would be out of my hair...
Sometimes, great sex -- even crazy sex, happens when you really least expect it. This is based on a true story. It was a few days after my 25th birthday. I'd gone back to college to take some courses and try to figure out how to direct the rest of my life. I was looking at law school, but needed to finish up some under grad credits. The buzzing in the com...
I glanced at my watch. Eight thirty-six. Thirty-six long minutes past the hour. And I'd arrived early of course. Just in case. So all in all, I'd been sitting on the steps of the Buttercross for a bottom-numbing forty-nine minutes. It was time to face facts. I'd been stood up. Blowing out a sigh, I got to my feet and brushed down my dress. Maybe he'd turne...
Chapter 1 Please allow me to introduce myself. I'm a man of wealth and taste. I've been around for a long, long year. Stole many a man's soul and faith. And I possess the most deliciously awesome plan, if I do say so myself. Every time I think about it, I just have to laugh. I feel compelled to tell you how we reached this point. As I am certain you have...
Meghan's POV "Don't say a word," I said as I elbowed him in the ribs. He grunted, then sat down. "Put that away and look at me." He put the ticket back in his wallet and put his phone down. I leaned in, whispering in his ear. "This isn't the time or place. Don't say anything until you have Snake and Dagger alone, this is club business." He nodded, still...
**Author's Note: First Non-Erotic story. Just a monologue from the perspective of a demon. *** I suppose if you see a demon with our long curved horns, sharp teeth, glowing eyes, and pale or red skin all gnarled and animal-like you would think us evil creatures. Who decided Demons were evil and Humans were good? I'll tell you who: Humans. Such sad, hypocr...
The hospital at Oasis had a shower room which had been hastily converted into a decontamination area. Two shapely doctors in gas masks and skintight latex hazmat suits entered the shower room pushing Adam in front of them. He now wore a latex hazmat suit himself—tailored slightly differently from theirs, but just as form-fitting. The latex doctors had force...
Kathy asked me whether I wanted to go any further as a woman. I said I really fancied having boobs, but probably nothing lower down. However, I did not think I could simply become Yvette at work, and Maurice with boobs would be difficult. Thinking about it, it was easier to keep the characters separate. Dressing into Yvette released me from some of the thing...