"What is that guy wearing?" Ava asks, looking at a man walking up Royal Brougham Way, on his way to the Alaskan-Way Viaduct. "Were those jeans at one point?" "Maybe it's a new fashion trend. Jeans meets skirt meets redneck shorts," I reply. Ava and I have two passions in this life. Baseball and people watching. Luckily, we live in Seattle, where we have al...
We were eight rambunctious American teenagers strutting down the streets of downtown Montreal. One of us had a family vacation home in upper New York State, so the whole gang was checking it out for a week of summer fun. That included a day trip over the Candian border. What to do on this bright sunny day? "I've got to get me a Canadian woman. Haven't had...
"Hello, Mary?" "Yes, it's me. Hi, Claire." Claire was my best friend from high school and now we are much older (well not that much). I think we have known each other for 15 years. "Want to do something tonight, girl?" "Ha, are you kidding? Matt is coming home tonight after a week." I had been married for about 5 years and Matt traveled some but not too m...
Thanks to the knee doctor for editing assistance. * I was always fascinated by the large glass panels which separated the airplanes and the passenger terminals at airports. I couldn't imagine how they manufactured pieces of glass that large, and how they were transported and installed. Today, nothing was moving outside: nothing except the snowflakes. They...
Author's Note: Thank you to my fabulous Lit friends for editing! You really helped me see this through. And a special thanks to the real life James and Grace. Your story, no matter how it ends, is something you must never regret. "Grace arrived late last night. Poor thing was tired after the red eye flight from Toronto," Mia said taking a seat at the breakf...
Brock couldn't believe it. Lisa had him unzipped under the table and was stroking his cock through his boxers. His college buddy Ken's wife doing this over drinks in a Holiday Inn lobby bar as the three of them sat on a table downing their 4th beer pitcher. Brock, a rental car salesman, was visiting Nashua from New York on a business trip to help setup a ne...
Welcome to Part TWO of The Florida Trip. This is intended as a direct sequel to my previous Trip series, The Baseball Trip. Think of this as The Baseball Trip: Season Two. You don't have to read the original story to get what's going on here, but it'll definitely help. Everyone is over the age of 18. I was back in the hot tub. Sitting in the warm, sudsy w...
Note: This is the 13th chapter in what will be a fairly long series. If you haven't read Chapters 1-12, this section won't make any sense. The sex scenes will mostly stand alone, but there's a pretty significant back-story. Anyway, thanks for reading! Feedback is appreciated! Special thanks to my outstanding editor, AnInsatiableReader, for helping me clean i...
Chapter 2: Three's Company *** "Saturday!" I gasped, sitting up in bed so fast, that the rush caused my head to hurt. The ten o'clock sun streamed into the window at an angle that struck my sleep-puffed eyes and made them water. Liz rolled over, rubbing her eyes against the harsh morning light. "Yeah... Saturday. Also known as 'Let's-Sleep-In-'Til-One-Day...
The name is Damon LeVoleur. I'm a tall, good-looking young black man living in Atlanta. A charmer, seducer and natural genius. A first-rate adventurer and a cheerful sort of functional psychopath. Oh, and I'm forthrightly bisexual. I hope that doesn't bother me. If it does, I don't care. A long time ago, I decided that having fun with no strings attached was...