The first time it happened, I was confused and embarrassed. My husband, Michael, was sitting across the table from me in the restaurant. We were chatting about life. Nothing was unordinary about the place, the setting, the topics. It was pleasant, normal, comfortable, save perhaps the occasional roaming eye of our young waiter who seemed to have a thing for...
- I was wondering if you had a spare minute for me, professor. - Yes, Susie. - Alex answered mechanically. Her mind though was elsewhere. Give me just a second, she managed to say with a feeble voice as her heart started beating faster again. She took the phone from her back pocket, the screen lighted up and showed a bright red banner. Another one. The c...
You came and picked me up and we headed south to our destination. The drive took us a few hours and for most of it we talked about inconsequential things. After we had left the city and were cruising down the highway, I lent over and rested my hand on your pants above your cock. We'd talked about this and you knew what I wanted to do, I could see the grin of...
A slower pace for this story, but one I would love to expand into a series. Let me know if you would like further chapters of these characters. ***** A cool wind passed through the courtyard, touching Delphi's bright red hair with a ticklish delight. She sat in a proper posture on the hard bench, oblivious to its hard surface. The bright sun and warm air...
I heard a crescendo of waves pound the shoreline. It was an opus I had not heard in years. The delicious taste of briny sea breeze floating over my parted lips beckoned me to open my eyes to the day. But I refused to end such a peaceful dream only to return to my hustle and bustle life in the stifling sour air of Down Town Dallas. Besides, if I woke, all I h...
This is a fictional work. Everyone is 18 years of age or older. Enjoy. ******* The summer before college Anna had taken a part-time job cleaning lake houses up north. It meant she was able to live by the water, and she was able to work for tips without having to tend tables. It didn't take her long to know the families. Some only up on the weekends and som...
I should begin by clarifying that the event I am about to describe to you is completely true and was somewhat life changing for me. Though the information I will divulge to you in this 'story' seems like a fantasy that could only possibly be devised by a porn writer or a very imaginative teenager, this took place just over seven months ago at the previous co...
B was frustrated because I wouldn't play her game. "Come on. Just tell me," she implored. We were in bed and B had asked me who I would choose if I had a "free pass" to have sex with anyone. To me, the question sounded like a trap. In my imagination a number of women jockeyed for position—movie actresses, a few porn stars—but there was no way I was going to...
Yawning, Heather triple checked the plan for the run later, while drinking wonderfully hot hazelnut coffee out of her favorite pig mug. The target was going to be at the Starbucks at exactly 7:45pm, as he had done every Saturday for the past 7 years, where he will order his usual: a low-fat skim milk caramel-macchiato with exactly 1 and a quarter inches of w...
My name is Allison. My husband Brandon and I are extremely wealthy and with wealth comes boredom, or at least that's what started it. We're not humanitarians or philanthropist we don't give our money away to charities, most would consider us selfish, greedy and terrible human beings. Fuck them. We don't give a shit. Instead the boredom and money lead to more...