She comes over after rehearsal for a drink or two around the kitchen island. You've been talking with her for the last couple of months about our sex life- it's been no secret that there was something powerfully sexual that brought us together, but most of our colleagues, although curious, just won't ask about it. But the two of you have been friends for a v...
"Hello?" "Hey there pretty kitty." "Jim! I haven't talked to you in ages...I was beginning to think you didn't care anymore." "Aw, baby, you know better than that. I just wanted to see how long I could hold out." "The fact that you held out this long is rather discouraging." He laughed on the other end. "I'm sorry hon, I know it's been awhile, truth is...
Em, Holidays, Molly is Back, Sasha Susan had left and I was alone again. This was not as bad as when Molly left, but it was going to take a few days to adjust to being alone. I tried to call Molly, but the time differences made it difficult for us to connect. I left messages and we texted trying to set up a time when we could talk. It finally happened. We...
==== Wednesday ==== "shit ..." Claire mumbled, tuning out Dr. Robbins and rubbing her temples and willing her head to stop spinning. Though she'd deny it to her last she knew she was a mess, and not the good kind. At twenty-six she'd managed to beat a hundred other applicants and was admitted to medical school. Three years later the giddiness of the first...
Dear Reader: This is a continuation of a series I began posting several years ago. If you would like the background, please read "Impulse Control 101" and "An Intimate Evening" first. I apologize for not putting these stories into proper chapters, but they've mostly been random blurts that had to get out in their own time. ***** I spent most of the next w...
They always met in the same dark, dated, motel room where the sound of neighboring televisions blared through paper-thin walls and parking spots around back were at a premium because nobody wanted to risk having a car recognized. Every Thursday at noon. For the last six months. Each week Lola entered the unlocked door and stripped down to black lace panties...
Chapter 11 Locking the hotel room door as the porter left, her eyes focusing hard on the package, Robin's curiosity grew deeper. "What is so special about waiting till I leave that I have to wait to open it?"she asked herself. Picking the package up, Robin looked for any address of where it came from. Setting the package back down on the dresser. While...
Author's Note I hope you enjoy another Gina story. God knows I loved living them. Thanks to my awesome volunteer edit Sexy Geek! ******************** "How long do we have until the reception?" Gina whispered into my ear. The Greek orthodox wedding ceremony was well under way and at that moment the betrothed were walking around the altar with hands wr...
Scarlett awoke the next morning to the sound of her door slamming shut. It was an old oak door and it had a tendency to make more noise than expected. Scarlett sat up in bed and tried to remember the night before. Everything was a bit hazy for about a second before all the memories rushed back. Scarlett slumped back on the bed in disappointment. The night...
a. Everything in this story is, completely, fictional. No person, place, ethnic group, or agency in this story, is meant to embarrassed, or implicated in any wrongdoing. Please view this story, in that context. b. If you are looking for sex in every sentence, and paragraph, do not bother reading the story. This is a story that includes erotic sexual scenes...