The water from the shower sluiced down my skin and made the hair at the end of my ponytail curl. Tristan came up behind me and caressed my naked back. I felt his light and tentative touch on my skin. "You do not have any tan lines; haven't you worn your swimsuit yet this year?" "I do not own a swimsuit," I replied. Tristan's fingers became more insistent....
Two things immediately strike you about the polka dot satin dress lying on the bed. It is identical in design to the one I am wearing on this, our second date. It is also too big for me. The thrill you felt when I invited you back to my flat has been building since we came through my door and I began to strip you naked. Your clothes are in the porch, along...
Today was just like any other day. A routine trip to the store for household essentials. I was running low on condoms that I kept in my bedside drawer just in case a dude ever tries to pull the oldest trick in the book and say he forgot one, or was allergic to latex or lamb skin. The exact reason why I kept a variety pack with every kind of rubber under the...
In the year 9006 A.D. Josh lived in a colony on the moon near a far off planet. The colony consisted of a megatower that was 3000 floors high including; a residence of cheap apartments on the first section. A maintenance and waste area on the second section. A mall area for the common man on the third section. And luxury apartments and mall on the upper sect...
Pass Me the Festivus Pole: Group gift exchanges. As Frank Costanza from Seinfeld would say, "The tradition of Festivus begins with the airing of grievances." Pass me the Festivus Pole, and listen up. Takes Festivus Pole This year, the number of group gift exchanges has gotten out of hand for my family. I appreciate that it's an attempt to limit the number...
She stood with her back to him. He couldn't take his eyes off her; she was his dream. Standing there wearing just what he wanted, the high heels, fishnet hold ups and that black soft leather corset showing off her beautiful curves. No panties, just the tops of the hold ups ending in the smooth curve of her thighs, the gentle roundness of her buttocks and the...
It was Friday night and I was exhausted. I had spent the last three days in meetings with a prospective client in Toronto and I was ready to go home. Unfortunately, today's meeting went longer than expected and I had to postpone my flight home until Saturday afternoon. At least I was able to sign the prospect up for a multi-year project. I debated going down...
Ah, those were the days. My first car was not a normal car. It was a 1970 Chrysler New Yorker with a 440 Magnum TNT police interceptor pursuit engine that put out 418 horsepower and more than 500 pound feet of torque. It had a passing gear at 95, no shit. The carburetor would open up and the sound of a tingling bell could be heard inside the car. No fuel...
As I look back at the first decade of the new millennium, I can't help but have conflicted feelings. Of course, I have no idea how history will describe this decade but I like the ring and connotation of calling them the naughts. Naughts, a convenient pun as in, naught any jobs, naught any peace, or naught any closer to saving our Mother Earth. In America t...
Story of a woman who played a hooker... ...with me in California, but that would be part two. English is my second language after Yudish and Polish. * Rashi always wanted to do it, since she was a visiting Ph. D.--candidate at Rutgers. She saw the women and the disgust and pity were mixed with curiosity. Now, she was dressed in a cheap—whores uniform. T...