This is the follow-on letter regarding this amazingly beautiful woman I met over the wire. One of the nicest things about her (there are a ton of really great things about her, so this is just a fraction)is that she literally remembers every juicy detail of this story and repeats it live when I arrive at her place... Enjoy. I did...;-) You have no idea the...
It had been several months since we had seen each other. I had moved to Vegas to join the academy, and she was finally coming to visit me. All of the heated phone conversations, kinky little e-mails, and sexually explicit text messages had built up a raging fire inside of me. Months of anticipation were coming to a close and I wanted the evening to be perfec...
Author's note: while not an account of a single night, this is based on true events with one special woman. All participants are over 18. ***** He kissed her gently, barely touching her lips. He had one arm around her waist while the other hand caressed her cheek. He moved slowly, deliberately. His fingers moved past her ear to the nape of her neck. He spr...
She feels him there, pressed behind her body in the dark, though she cannot see him. His touch is harsh and raw, the touch of jagged bone and rough skin. The heat radiates off of him, and the smell of sex in the room suffocates her every thought. Neon blue leaks through the blinds that are too small for the windows, bathing the room in a strange light; it is...
Nicole Kidman knocked on the door to her bedroom, carrying a tray holding breakfast. "Keith, honey are you up yet?" she asked as she laid down the tray on the bed. "No I feel like total shit! My throat is on fire, my nose is stuffed up and I will throw up if I eat one bite of that breakfast," Keith said through sniffles. "Oh no! But Keith, the Golden Gl...
I don't remember what the fight was about. We were so mad at each other. The words had risen to a fever pitch. I turned to say something back to you, but the way your eyes looked stopped me. I could see the vein pulsing in your neck and all I wanted to do was to kiss you there, to calm its frenzied beating. You must have read my face because you stopped, mou...
Tying the second pink ribbon into a big bow on my pigtail, I have to smile at my reflection. Not one for parties, I couldn’t resist this Valatines party after you suggested our costumes. My sweetheart pink dress is cut very short, as is the white apron that criss-crosses in the back, barely covering the frothy lace of my crinoline. When I move, the dress swa...
It all began rather innocently: a glance, then a nod, progressing into a friendly "hello", a random conversation, sharing of a beer, to the final, inevitable destination of the bedroom. This inexorable spiral on which we rode lead down a path to nowhere; his misery and my loneliness proved to be an intoxicating, erotic, concoction. The surrender was negotiat...
We were in the car on the way to that day's job site: another run-down ex-mill town we had to canvass for the NGO office. We'd been bitching about the stupid fundraising rap and about how "getting involved with the campaign" really meant "writing a check and getting back to your Times, your latte and your complacent bougie life," when, after a pause, Tanya c...
Barnes & Noble Here's what I'd like to have happen some day at the bookstore… I was a little tired after the long drive home and decided to stop off at B&N for a coffee and to stretch my legs. It was a bit on the cool side, I walked in quickly and went to the bathroom. Every time I went in there I thought of how nice that handicapped stall would be for a q...