Most of my writing is boring research papers and committee reports. This is my first effort at erotic fiction. It is long, and there is very little sex until Chapter 6, but I felt it was necessary to chronicle the two protagonists' semester-long journey of discovery. Comments are welcome. Chapter 1 I'm Dan Jackson. My story begins about a year and a half a...
This is rather a long story and contains no graphic descriptions of sexual activity. The main theme is of reluctantly condoned extramarital sex but does end somewhat differently from my usual fare. * My boss waved me to the chair in front of his desk and, with a relaxed smile on his handsome face, invited, "You don't often ask to see me Doug, so this is a...
© 2020 Victor Cabana It's HIM! Deb's exclamation to herself is immediate when the glass of wine is placed before her and she follows the waitress's eyes as she announces, "Compliments of the gentleman." Indicating the man in the corner booth. The man Deb had noticed often as she chatted with her friends at their usual Friday Happy Hour gathering. Awfully...
This is the 3rd and final chapter of this story. You will need to read the previous two chapters for it to make sense. Also, I wrote this last year (2018) prior to Notre Dame burning. I was sorry to see that happen. I hope they are able to restore that beautiful building as soon as possible. ***** Chapter 3 The girls decided they wanted to see Paris...
Victoria was so tired, she could barely keep her eyes open. The trip from that hotel in the middle of nowhere where she had left her heart behind was a blur. She had slept most of the time while Antonio drove back. She slightly remembered him singing along to some rap song, but then she was out again. She did however wake up right as Antonio was pulling up...
Chapter I: My Nagging Dream Trust me, the only thing worse than not owning a Harley Davidson? Is when all your friends do. But, allow me to clarify. I'm not talking about hard core biker types by any stretch. I'm referring to the pressed shirt and tie types. You know? The ones who seriously don't look like they belong on one? The ones who maybe, occasionall...
A blonde, invited. The blonde sat under a huge umbrella, swaying lazily in her hammock. Her skin glowed from hours of tanning. Now she preferred the coolness of shadow, sipping a drink while listening to mellow jazz on her iPod. She idly scanned a magazine. Looking up, her eyes caressed the outlines of a body she knew well by now. It lay stretched out...
A Valentine's contest entry from me, not that I expect much from this piece, but contest entries get put up quicker than regular submissions. This one started after I had the good fortune to be behind a hottie in a pink bikini as we walked along the beach the other week. It wasn't intentional, she just happened to be on a walk from one end of the beach to th...
Part Nine-Planet Side: New Nippon "Someone is at the door," came a sudden voice startling Alice from her depressing thoughts, it was Britt her adopted suicide phone communicating via the chip planted on her head. "Is Lucy back?" Alice asked. Now that she knew Lucy wasn't human it scared her being alone with the robot or AI as Lucy preferred to be called....
It had been a hell of trip sailing from Larochelle to Casablanca to the island of Tenerife in about week of shifting November winds. When endured ten days of storm the captain threw his hands in the air and said "we're dead" and headed below deck and only peeked out the hatch a few times per day to check on me and the large ships that floated about the rugge...