"She said to map it out!" Ted's jaw was set. "You don't have to take everything so literally," Liz said. "Literal? What else could a direction be? 'Map it out.' That's what she said. A direct quote I believe." "But I think what she meant was - " "Just lay down, will you?" Ted pointed to the bed. "I think we could - " "Hey, you wanted this marriage co...
Author's note: My previous stories were inspired by a modicum of truth, but this one is wholly fictional. Never, in my entire life, have I lived in an apartment building (except once, briefly, in Ohio). * * * * * "Ve are de Yohnsons," the tall Viking roared as he and his tiny wife stood in our apartment doorway. "Ve liff yust upstairs!" he added. My bewi...
"I hate Valentines Day!" Heather was sobbing into a box of chocolates. The classroom was empty except for Heather and the large heart-shaped box. Crumpled sheets of paper littered the floor along with slivers of construction paper and the mashed ends of crayons ground into the moldy, grey carpet. Heather scanned the chocolates as fat, self pitying tears sl...
Four friends drove down from DC to spend the weekend camping in the Appalachians. Tom, a lawyer, drove his silver Land Rover while his live-in girlfriend, Marie, sat next to him. Tom was tall and lean, chiseled chin and broad shouldered, with blond hair and blue eyes. He wore jeans even though it was late summer, while Marie, 5'4, brunette with luminescent g...
First dates were always nerve wracking. She had been on too many recently, each date having his own unique way of rejecting her shortly after. She sighed as she gripped the railing on the bus. The evening was dark outside, and the lights of the bus caused her reflection to stare back at her in the windows. A tight green dress over a black turtle neck covered...
I put this in the none erotic section because although it does have some sex it's not much and it's mostly if not all true. But it's not a stroke story by an means nor is it a romance or novel. I considered N/C but this is too true to fit there. And yes the girl, in fact all the girls in this story are above 18. ***** Ever notice how our first sexual encou...
It had been almost two months since the divorce was final between you and your ex-wife Angie. God she had been a conniving woman, full of anger and jealousy. She was been so mad when her ex-husband (though the divorce hadn’t been final at the time) had hooked up with me. As I wait for you to get home, I’m thinking about the life you lead with her, and the ch...
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining and Paige was wearing a bath robe in the middle of a very expensive hotel room that had a view of the city. She wasn't even a guest at the hotel. The room belonged to the naked man lying face down in the king-sized bed, half covered in the satin sheets. The guy who knew more sex positions than any man she had eve...
Calvin could smell the woman even before he entered the room. She was nervous. It wasn't completely unexpected, but the fear was leaking from her. She had to be new. He hated those. It was hard enough for an experienced human to handle him. A first-timer wasn't nearly stretched enough. She would tear, scream, but demand he keep going. He didn't want that. He...
This is a true story – or at least parts of it. I'll let you decide which parts. My next massage session with Ella had been scheduled for the following week, but I caught a cold and didn't want to spread my germs around so I postponed an extra week. Then I strained my back lifting some boxes and could barely move. I texted Ella several times to whine – I c...