My boyfriend Scott and I decide to go to Atlantis for this year V-Day weekend. After the first couple days, I had to admit I'd done my share of gazing myself. A lot of hot bodies, both men and women, and know that it caught the eyes of all who visit. Taking that into consideration, I dropped my concern regarding my exposure. "Can I help you?" I heard an emp...
It was game day in the college town. The streets were full of young people donned in red and white and black. The bars, the shops, the restaurants, even the café were decorated in the university's special brand of scarlet. There was a bite in the air and a buzz on the streets as people filed in from the surrounding towns and the opposing team's town. Game da...
Picture a day in which we're too exhausted to go anywhere. Our backyard houses one of those wide hammocks that tie to either side of a stand. We assembled it the day you bought it, stashed a few books in a storage bin underneath, and haven't gone back to it since. "It's time we spend the whole day here," you say, already walking toward it. Leaving the bla...
This is my first story I every formally wrote although the second I published on the website, hope you enjoy and please send any comments/suggestions ************************************************* I was tanning on my back porch when he walked into the kitchen. Oblivious to anything beyond the sun (and the neighbor's porch door), I continued laying there...
Author's Note: I'm taking risks here; new genre, my first female narrator, present tense, a more complex lead character, deeper metaphors, etc. All of which is to say I would love to hear your feedback on whether any of this works so I can learn from my mistakes. Please let me know. For fans of my previous work, I hope this short tale remains enjoyable. Do...
I found this post on a hot wives forum. A place where hot wives or their husbands tell of hot wives escapades or perhaps fantasies. Well, I didn't need to read beyond the second paragraph to know that this one wasn't a fantasy, it was real. Only it wasn't Betty and it wasn't Mike. I'll leave you to read the post and then I'll tell you about the follow up and...
"Dianne. Wake up, sweetheart." I grumble a little and burrow deeper under the covers. The voice again speaks, this time a bit louder. "C'mon honey. Let's get going." Slowly the fog begins to lift from my mind and I sleepily blink my eyes open. No light comes through the blinds on the bedroom window, so I know that dawn has yet to break. A glance at the cloc...
( a fictional story about fictional characters) (I realize the audience for this story is limited, but I grew up when this show was originally on TV and always had a crush on the Mary Ann character. Hope some of the older readers enjoy it. Who was your favorite: Ginger or Mary Ann?) As Mary Ann strolled along one of the now well-worn paths through the lu...
My story, THUNDER OF THE GODS, is a product of my imagination, although knowledge of certain aspects of the tale come from my experiences. In its entirety, it is ~ 45,000 words long, so I have chosen to release it in several parts, constituting a total of 19 chapters. This fifth part, Chapters 12-15, continues the story, with increasingly barely believable e...
ROGER, JEANNIE AND MELANIE ON TUESDAY Roger and Melanie were at Jeannie's home at about 5:30 p.m. Jeannie welcomed Roger and Melanie with hugs. She wore burgundy colored shorts, a light pink tank top that showed considerable cleavage, and sandals. She had on pink lipstick, and a pink bead necklace and dangling bead earrings. She had on wire-rimmed glasses....