Colin knew this would be the last time he'd have to watch that pretty and voluptuous woman. Brad had told him as much, and he knew himself that enough evidence of infidelity had been gathered. This had been a rather easy case. What else could excuse so many hours at the same woman's house two days in a row? He took his job seriously though, and followed her...
It's a typical Friday night, I have no real plans and after dinner I head over to the hotel down town to listen to the Jazz band that plays every other Friday. I know the Sax player and he nod's as I walk in and look around. It's fairly crowded and I see a stool at the bar next to a respectable attorney type woman who gives me a glance then looks away. I...
I was with Emily for three years before it became clear that we weren't right for each other. We had got to know each other quickly. She was everything I wanted, and I did everything to please her and make her love me. We had sex the second time we met, behind a skip outside a bar. I was behind her, and she tipped back her head to meet my kisses while I p...
Over the next several days, Michelle and Derek would talk on the phone from time to time. I don't know how this came about, but I suppose one day she called him up, and they just happen to have hit it off. I guess he was a very interesting person to talk to, since she started talking to him on the phone more and more often, to the point where it was almost e...
Note: This is another excerpt from a longer story about Jim and Monique, two grieving lovers who find each other on a private island in the South Pacific. In the last story they woke up together and consummated--much too quickly--a passion that had been building between them for days. Now that that's out of the way, they can afford to take their time. ----...
Rex Larson woke up that morning, knowing he would climb into bed that night nearly 10 years older. He felt a fearful apprehension about what he was planning to do. A nervous tension had begun gnawing in his gut the previous night, and none of it had dissipated after six hours of restless sleep in an unfamiliar bed. In fact, he was even more taut now, with t...
(C) Copyright 2010 - MindSplinter - Published under Creative Commons License (Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike) 3.0 Unported Kelly and I embark upon a backpack tour of Europe, but she probably wishes that she hadn't told me about her passing interest in exhibition and the thrill of the possibility of being caught. Kelly had been staring at the droo...
She emailed her Master "It is done!" And watched the clock, in between mundane work tasks, as the finger crept (oh why did she have to imagine THAT!) solidly to the thirty minute mark. + In the pub, she had been aware, every second, that underneath her clothes, she really was naked. A first glance would have seen a curvy, attractively blonde woman, in jump...
I am sitting in a coffee bar on Columbus Avenue, drinking tea and reading a book, "Washington Square", by Henry James. My mind isn't really on the book. My mind is on the fact that I will be thirty-years-old in just over a year and that I am still a virgin. This may seem impossible to you, especially in a city like New York, where sometimes it seems like sex...
The later years of my teenage life could be summed up by a couple of rock and roll songs Ian Drury's "Sex and Drugs and Rock'n'Roll" and the Meat Loaf hit "Two out of three ain't bad." Except I was sure missing "Number 1" on the list. In fact to use a baseball analogy, I'd yet to get past second base. I was almost 20, with my degree in hand trying to decide...