The lights grew dark in the cinema where they sat. It wasn't her first choice of movie to see but it was time with him so she was not complaining at all. They were the only ones there too except from the couple that sat down at the front. The movie turned out to be good but half way though she got a grin on her face and an idea. Leaning her head on his shou...
Author's Note: This continues the journey of a man and a woman in their fifties trying to re-ignite the passion in their marriage after raising 3 kids. In previous stories, the experiences of a vacation to the Caribbean proved life-changing - and marriage saving. This is a story about sexual exploration through discovering the power of a woman's inner exh...
Life has a way of throwing us into unexpected situations that reveal our true selves. If you asked me a month ago where I thought I'd be, this wouldn't be it. My name is Suleiman Barre and I'm a young Somali man living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Got one hell of a story to share with you folks. This tale took place during Canada Day 2015 in the City of O...
It was a cold, rainy, chilly day when he boarded the cross-town bus, a little angry that his car had not been ready when he called for it and now had to take the bus home. Fortunately, because he'd had to wait at the dealership, he'd missed rush hour and the bus wasn't crowded. He found a seat toward the back and sank into it with a tired sigh, wishing that...
Sitting on the number ninety five bus coursing through the City of Ottawa, in Provincial Ontario, Adam Stephenson Lefebvre felt supremely bored. Once again, his talent for being unusually observant was bothering him. The big and tall young Haitian-American man tugged at his backpack, anxious for the bus to get to the stop he needed. As soon as it got past Me...
So anyway, I hate crowded buses and I always go right down the back to try to keep away from the crowd. But at this stop a bunch of folks get on and all squash up together in the aisle. You're one of them, on your way to get a few groceries and leaving the car behind. I can see by the look on your face now that you realise you've made a big mistake, and woul...
He breathed heavily as he hauled himself up to the top deck of the bus. A long day behind him, a few ups slight consolation for a string of disappointments. Another day, a little more in the bank, not much incentive to keep on day on day walking the narrow line between keeping clients on side and telling them directly their chances of media coverage for the...
As the idea hits you, you turn to your right to look at her. She is sitting beside you on the bus, her head bent, reading a book. Her hair is up, the way you like it, and you can see the curve of her neck. Your gaze travels down her shoulders, the contrast of the tight white top with her smooth tanned skin pleasing you as she knew it would. You notice she i...
The bus was crowded with people getting home from town, as it usually was on a Saturday night. I'd been out for a few drinks with my mates, but we hadn't pulled and it was time to go home. I rather liked the night buses. You could get into conversations with people, say things to total strangers that you'd never say to your friends or family, maybe even swa...
I take the bus to and from work as a matter of choice, but even though one of the reasons I use public transportation is to avoid the aggravation of driving during the rush hours, there are times when the bus can be just as annoying. Like last Monday, for example. For whatever reason, the bus was much more crowded than usual, and I was forced to go toward t...