As we drive through the California desert, you turn and look at me like I am on crack. 'Why in the hell are we driving SO FAR just to go swimming?' you think to yourself. We have been driving for two hours already, the A/C keeping it cool inside and the music on the radio is great, but you are beginning to feel a little anxious about having been driven so fa...
When I entered the spa, there weren't more than 3 people there. It was a real quiet day. I headed for the men's locker room and changed into my sweats. As I walked to the back to find the weight bench that I wanted to exercise on, I noticed only one person lifting weights. Gail was a blonde body builder. She worked out daily to keep her body toned for comp...
Some men live their later years in solitude. They may be experiencing the effects of ED, erectile dysfunction; I spell it out for all the men who are fortunate enough to not recognize the abbreviation. My use of the word solitude is directly associated with the lack of a sexual partner. This condition for the most part doesn't allow a healthy man the luxur...
My wife had to attend a conference for work last weekend and, since I didn't have any other plans, I decided to tag along. After all, the conference was about five hours away in another city and I had an old college friend who lived there. My wife also had an old college friend who lived there so we both figured it could be a nice getaway and we could visit...
When the sun rose the next day, everyone in the camp busied themselves with packing up the caravan, and before the dew was dry on the field grass they were on their way. Jarod was informed that they would arrive at the estate before nightfall. "Odd," Jarod thought, "I could probably steal a horse now and escape. I am no longer tied like an animal or chained...
Disclaimer: This is a story in which a fictional character cheats on his wife. If you find this sort of thing offensive, I recommend not reading any further. You have been warned, so please don't send me feedback or post comments telling me how wrong it is for men to cheat. This is fiction. Although Megan is based on a real person, to the author's knowledge...
Slouching in her chair, Carmen drew up her dress and rested her unshaved legs on her desk. The student's paper she was reading, though competent and well composed, lacked passion and fire, and the dry topic tempted her to read between the lines and extract more mouth-watering fare. From habit, the naughty professor conjured up a fantasy involving the paper's...
Asleep, comfortable at night, you lay snoring soundly. Your wife in deep slumber beside you, you feel something tug at your arm. A soft seductive voice calls your name. You stir gently, the voice beckoning, purring your name. You feel a hand searching under the blankets finding your leg she drags her nails up your thigh. You awaken fully to the realization t...
She was nervous beyond belief; she wasn't the type to do this kind of thing. Hell, if she hadn't decided to ask her best friend about it, she wouldn't be here right now. She checked behind her as she kept walking. "It's too damn cold for this...I should've picked a warmer day." A few joggers ran past her down the sidewalk, under the metro station; people...
I called Ann and someone else answered the phone. I almost hung up when I first heard the voice. I thought it was a man. Then realizing that the husky voice belonged to a woman, I asked for Ann. She introduced herself as Sherry and told me that Ann was in the shower. She asked if she could have her call me back. I told her who was calling and she got host...