Never mind what I do (did) for work or what I look (looked) like, details which have become irrelevant since The Day It All Happened. Monday: Forget Monday. I love work and Monday was an all work day and nothing noteworthy happened. Tuesday: Wedding invite reminder for this weekend is on my calendar. Perfect as I am starting to become a little unhinged...
&&& Salina called Storm but was disappointed when she got his voicemail. She left him a message wishing him and is family a happy new year. She also decided to speak with Mitch about their friendship. "Hello?" Mitch answered the unfamiliar number. "Hi," Salina replied then sneezed. "I'm sorry," she apologized. "Sal? Is that you?" Mitch asked hopefully...
Chapter 1 She'd imagined this so many times, but she never truly imagined it would happen. She went to the red room, a room that was only meant for her and her lover. Her lover had been so kind and thoughtful. How could she repay him? How could she show him what he really meant to her? She'd have to think on that. She decided to take a shower first and see...
Tuesday at 8pm had come and although I was going back and forth in my head about what I was going to do, I found myself walking over to Greg's house. I did enjoy giving him head, the first time in my life I'd done anything sexually with a man, but I'll be damned if I'm going to massage him. As a matter of fact, maybe I'll tell him to massage me! I knocked...
Within the human mind there is what I call, for lack of a better word, the inner circle. This is where we store all of our fantasies, fetishes, hidden desires, passions, fears and secrets. I'm sure there is a technical word for it but I refer to it as the inner circle. When two people fall in love they begin very cautiously to share their inner circle with...
When I was eighteen, I took a massage course and my girlfriend at the time, Emma loved it! She particularly loved getting a massage the day before she started menstruating and on the day of menstruation. Strange thing was we never got as far as making love and needless to say, massaging her almost naked body (just a skimpy pair of knickers) regularly left me...
It was bound to be another of those nearly wasted journeys. A long flight to Mexico, two or three boring meetings where the other parties bring up objections and trivial detail about the proposed merger and eventually the whole thing falls flat on its arse. You can smell them a mile away, initial keenness followed by a request for more information and more...
Cat began to stir. It was early afternoon. They had been sleeping for a while. Had she not felt his arm around her, she would have thought it was a dream. So many times she had imagined this moment, waking up in his arms. But never did she think it would be a reality. She smiled and snuggled in closer, grinding her ass lightly on his crotch. She could feel...
This is a retelling of the story as my wife Karen described to me some years after the fact. Although it took a good deal of pressing and multiple question-and-answer sessions, she provided the intimate details found in this story. Of course, Paul's point of view is a fabrication of what I presume he was thinking, and some poetic license has been taken with...
I wake up in the morning to find the sun shining directly into the room and feeling sore. I look to my right and You're not in bed. I then hear the clicking of the keyboard and know where You are. I climb out of bed quietly and step behind You and plant a kiss on Your cheek. My breasts hang over Your shoulder and You give my nipple a tug. You smell like soap...