Cindy arrived at the club around 10pm. There were lots of men scoping out women but she saw no one who appealed to her. Just once, she would like to find a nice guy who wanted a serious relationship. If only she could find a man who wanted to commit, settle down, and get married. She gave up the fantasy of finding her prince charming long ago. Right about no...
I am a young female Doctor doing my internship at a major east coast hospital. I tell you this because you need to know that I am not a stupid woman, even though the story I am about to share with you might suggest otherwise. This happened when I was twenty-one years old just before the start of my senior year as an undergraduate. I was always a nerdy type...
[These two stories have virtually nothing in common but their category, which is why they make a nice contrast -- the darkened play room, the brightly sunlit grass.] Good For One Thing "Men are only good for one thing," I explained to June. The pretty blonde crinkled her brow. "But I thought you were independently wealthy," she said after a moment of thin...
Mousy Wife in Slutty Dress at Biker Bar "Honey, you know how I have been trying to convince you to dress more, uh, provocatively when we go out?" asked Milton, gulping with nervousness as he addressed his wife, Sophie. "Um, yes. But you know I'm not that kind of woman, dear," said Sophie softly, looking down at her tea as she stirred it. "But you have suc...
The seventy one year old man set down his coffee cup and opened the garage door. He was greeted by the bright desert sun which filled the garage with light. A warm smile appeared on his face as he looked down on her. The object of his affection was a motorcycle, but she was no ordinary bike. She was a 1950 Vincent Black Shadow. The man had found her while...
"How dare he speak to me like that," Catherine said angrily to herself. She turned onto the freeway and accelerated down the on-ramp toward the city and thought back over events of the preceding week. Catherine and her husband John had been at logger-heads for the better part of a week. It had all started out fairly suddenly one night at dinner when John ha...
I sat in the car outside the Imperial-Orpheus Bar for a long time. I didn't remember driving from the motel. My voyeurism had finally gotten the better of me. I shouldn't have stayed to spy on Peter while he took Jame's cherry. He'd known I was there. While Jame was in the bathroom, he raped me. Or had he? I'd certainly wanted him badly enough. Had I been tr...
*Mankind is poison because we compromise our souls for the companionship of others* (Thanks to Frontma for clearing up my mistake that delayed this chapter from getting out sooner) (Once more no real sex but there is a good deal of sexual tension.) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like t...
I came home from work to find a plumbers van in the driveway. We've been having trouble with a backed up drain so I didn't think anything about it. As I approached I could see through the window in the door. My wife Mia wearing a half shirt and tight short shorts was straddling the plumber who was under the sink with his legs sticking out. She was turning on...
She stormed into the hotel bar, fuming. Her company had sent her down to Dallas for a conference at the last minute. What no one had taken into account was the big race at the Texas Motor Speedway. Because it was a big race, and a big race always drew out all the dumb rednecks (actually, any race at all drew out all the dumb rednecks), every good, decent, or...