It had been a couple of weeks since I'd seen her last. Often I thought about our last encounter and if she would ever speak to me again. I was strangely attracted to her, more so than any girl I've been with in quite some time. She had this magnetism to her, this playful, sassy attitude that wasn't snobbish or overt, but rather sexy and subtle and made you w...
Marius rest his hand on his wife's ass as he gazed at his cards. He tickled the base of her tail and she flicked an ear at him impatiently. It wasn't the best of hands, but, it was his best in awhile. Luck wasn't with him right now, and he was a bit in the hole already. Marius was far more used to his luck turning around, and this was a surprising turn of ev...
Please vote. I am just starting out and your feedback is important. This is part 1 of a planned erotic thriller. ***** The closets in the rooms of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in New York aren't the most spacious. Back when the current hotel was built in 1931 the expectations of luxury hotels were vastly different than they are today. Despite many updates an...
My husband and I love to escape from family, friends, and careers for a few days from time to time, to build and renew our intense soul-mate relationship. It is one of the things we do that has kept our marriage so strong for over six years. Usually, it is a nearby romantic weekend, or even checking into a motel for a night during the week. But this time, we...
ONE A journeyman journalist is how the hot-shot contemporaries categorize Roddy Maitland as they claw their way on to higher ground in the world of print journalism, some becoming columnists, war correspondents, editors and photographers of international acclaim. Roddy had stayed put, but is remembered by his protégés because he is considered to be one of...
I wonder if anyone has ever done a survey on how husbands find out that their wives are cheating. A suspicion that causes him to look into her activities? Something overheard at a social gathering? A good friend who tells him something that the friend thinks he should know? What percentage would be because the wife or girlfriend of her lover found out and dr...
This story is true. I've taken liberties with the dialogue, because my memory has faded with the passage of time, and, of course, I've embellished the tale a bit in the interest of eroticism. Author's license, you know. However, the core of the tale remains true nonetheless, and, trust me, the events described herein were far more erotic in the doing than in...
This is part one of a story about a happily married wife who slowly discovers how much more there is to sex and arousal. This story has a slow build up, and is only the beginning of her long journey. Six weeks was all it took! Not that she considered herself a finished product, but glancing in the restroom mirror while re-applying a little lipstick Camil...
Thank you to everyone who read, enjoyed, and commented on the first chapter. I hope this continuation will meet with your expectations. Sorry about this taking so long, had a lot to do this past week. But, the next one should be out much sooner. As before, please keep on sending in any comments or suggestions. Des sat in his Jeep outside Nic's small townhou...
She shouldn't have come out on the promenade deck alone. But the party in the cruise ship's Spotlight Lounge had become so loud and boisterous—and the swirling crowd so suffocating—that Ellen had to get away. If anyone asked why'd she'd strayed, she'd just tell them that Little Bo Peep was looking for her sheep. That was the costume Stephanie had gotten for...