You know I'm coming to see you. I've been going through your mind ever since you found out how much I wanted you, and told you that I was prepared to do anything to prove it. I'd agreed to come over and perform to your every command, even down to what you required me to wear. You're walking round the house, making sure everything is prepared for when you sor...
Attempting to put into words, the thoughts of a mother, and failing miserably. I love you are not words mere enough for a glimpse of what we perceive to be the greatest wisdom of all. Over time and years of what we refer to as living have taught me more things about the inner self than I ever could have wished to be victim to. And Elliot was just part of my...
It was years ago now when I used that phone line that used to advertise in the free paper to find and arrange sexual encounters with like minded partners. You listen to the intros then request to talk with the ones you like. Like all casual sex forums like this, it's difficult for a male to get the attention of a female, simply due to the overwhelming ratio...
I can see one of our afternoon meetings. You and I are "fuck buddies" as you call it, insatiable together. I arrive after your last class at your apartment. It's early September, warm with a little breeze. You greet me at the door in short cutoffs and a belly shirt; your hair pinned up and back. Our shared grins tell it all. I sweep you into my arms and ki...
I'm a psychologist by trade, but I'm far from your mainstream therapist, and I'm certainly not a Freudian—although to be fair, in spite of the faults we can find today in a lot of his theories about the psyche, the guy did open the door to self-reflection, and that can't ever be a bad thing. He thankfully paved the way for (and helped mentor, at least for a...
Continuing from previous... "oh my lord!" he thought as he made his discovery that his future lover wasn't wearing any nics and in all honesty it caused him to hesitate a moment, she opened her legs further to confirm her desires. She really did want him, he thought to himself and he knew with the hardness that he felt in his trousers that he really wante...
I love springtime. The air is so fresh and sweet and smells of new budding flowers, even in the city. The cool, refreshing breezes are gentle. One soft spring day, I decided to take a stroll. I wanted to look and feel my very best to match the day, so after my bubble bath, so I went to my lingerie drawer and selected my frilliest, silkiest panties. When I...
Great balls of fire. Two of them stream through the warm summer night's air. A hovering white ball of passion leads the way mimicked by a ball of blue desires. These physical manifestations chase each other in the gentle breeze casting about to and fro. They bang into each other with great steams of sparks and small puffs of smoke. Small whips of smoke trail...
Ethics forbid it, but then again I was never really one for following rules. My co-workers would often make snide remarks about the flirtatious relationship I had with my boss; however, I thought nothing of it. A little flirting never killed anybody, and besides, we were both married adults. "He is just a nice person; he means nothing by it..." I would argue...
FOUR The following morning, Evelyne was in an improved mood with the house staff, and even paused for a moment of detente with the Haitian laundry-maid, who she had grown increasingly fond of, finding her a suitable and dependable companion in her husband's increasing absences. She learned that the maid's name was Constance, and that she had a son, twenty-s...