There was a year of flirting, of sharing fantasies, late-night 'would you ever want to...' and early-morning 'wouldn't it be fun if...' And there were a few near-misses, calendars that just wouldn't line up. And then suddenly there were a few days in the same city, a precious couple of hours of overlapping free time. We met in a place familiar to both of us...
Hello, perverts. Thank you for joining me once again as I explore the disturbing landscape of my own mind, where supermodels scream bad words during sex, every girl likes to have her nipples sucked, and Jennifer Garner is not as annoying in real life as she seems. Tonight, I’ll be discussing one of my favorite topics. Porn. For just a moment, say the wo...
After lunch, Teresa Armacost dropped me off at the office. She kissed me good-bye and told me she'd be in touch. I walked into the office and noticed the time. Carla was unaffected that it was almost 2 o'clock. "Hi schweetheart. Did you have lunch?" "Yes. I had a granola bar. Thank you very much." "Want me to run down to the deli and get you something?"...
*A story for/about a friend, hope I do your history justice* *This is my retelling of an online friend's experience. The names and places have been changed to protect the guilty, and one or two embellishments have been thrown in. It is sexual in places, not as much in others. Not sure if I mean this to get people off solely, as I do intend with most of my o...
It was a slow afternoon. I had my feet up on the desk, and I was looking at what used to be called a girlie magazine when I was a kid. I had already been through the morning paper and the latest copy of Sports Illustrated. Sally ambled in from the front office and looked at me with a smirk. "Reading porn again?" she said. It was more like an accusation t...
Part Four Pam showered and was drying her hair with the hotel provided blow dryer while Mike took a quick shower. As Mike exited the bathroom in his towel, he looked at Pam in the mirror. "Lose the bra, you won't need it where we're going." Mike got dressed quickly, as it seems all men can, and was sitting on the bed, texting on his phone while Pam did he...
I squinted in the bright sun to find the can of Coke on the table next to the lounge chair. It was a hot day, and I wanted to drink it quickly before it got too warm to taste refreshing. It was one of those glorious summer days where a light breeze kept it pleasant, bringing the fragrances of the nearby flowers. The can was covered with sweat, and so was I...
After a rough week at the office, Sean could finally put away his blue prints and go home. All week long, while he was supposed to be updating plan designs for clients, his thoughts kept drifting off to a new neighbor and the desires she had unknowingly awoken. Sean hadn't even met her yet. But he'd caught glimpse of her several times now over the last wee...
I'm ugly. Homely, unattractive, not pretty at all. I am not complaining, it just helps to know that before you read on. I've accepted it. Part of me wishes I was a beauty queen, but I know I would have been shaped into a completely different person if I'd been born a knockout, or even moderately pretty. I like who I am. Men have never been attracted to me....
As I turned 18, my neighbor was an older single man. We always had a close relationship that remained platonic until I graduated high school and reached legal age. Although I knew he wasn't gay, he had never dated a woman in the nine years he lived next to us. He was slightly younger than my father, in the middle of his 40s. He kept his hair shaved bald and...