This happened a long time ago, back when we were kids. We had been married only a couple years and were still mighty playful. We had fun with semi-public (and safe) sex like this a number of times. * Our favorite Mexican restaurant has a really good bar. A very, very crowded bar on weekends. People are jammed in like on a Japanese subway. I can hardly move...
Let's see.... A story. Romantic and erotic. This is, of course, purely fictional. Just a fantasy. (This happens some when, no time or place in particular.) * I was in the lobby, waiting for the elevator in the hotel I was staying at, across the street from the convention center, where I was taking part in a few seminars. The convention center was pa...
It's complicated and yet it should be simple. All I want from him is what he just gave me. I thought that it was a two-way street. I thought we had a deal. Just fucking, nothing more. It can't ever be anything more, not for me. He's too close, too accessible, physically at least. How could I have known when I bought my condo that he lived seven floors belo...
Todd Mathews was feeling rather blue as he returned to the Mirage Hotel. The meeting with John Kingsley had been a complete bust. Even the allure of Vegas was dulled by the fact that it did not seem likely that Kingsley Enterprises would be joining his firms list of prestigious clients. Kiss that much needed bonus good-bye! The noise from the slots and tabl...
After two years of texting, many e-mails, photos exchanged, few one sided phone calls and minimal viewings of each other on video my heart must have been visibly pounding through my red blouse. The plane had just touched down at YYZ and I was about to be face to face with whom I called my lover. Making my way to the baggage pick up I decided to step into the...
I can't believe I am doing this. It really is rather embarrassing. But, I guess I must. My sex therapist thought it would be in my best interest to get my thoughts down. He called it "an un-addressed letter writing exercise" and said it was very therapeutic in its own right. So, here goes nothing! I'm addicted to sex. There, I said it. I am addicted to sex....
Lunceford Grayledge, owner of Uttenweiler's Department Store and his wife Charybdis Nordhauser-Grayledge left the meeting with the ad agency folks. Lunce was very nervous about modernizing his department store. The agency guys had good ideas, but he hated to change it at all. It was one of the biggest chains in the country, and certainly the nicest in Butt...
Escapades of Eva – She meets a Dominant man Eva sauntered into the mall and headed immediately for her favorite department store. Sliding past the make up counter, and the scent of all the sweet ladies perfumes, she stopped momentarily to ask the directions to the human services department. As she walked toward the second floor she saw a beautiful man wal...
“Excuse me, miss.” A tall Asian male in his mid thirties, wearing tan khaki pants and a pale blue v-neck t-shirt stood at the front desk. Laurel stopped checking in books and stood to face him. ”May I help you?” She smiled politely at him. “Yes, miss.” His dark brown eyes focused on her black strapless demi-bra, which was clearly visible beneath her white...
Carol laid her running outfit neatly on the bed; then emptied the race registration bag. There were the usual freebies, trial offers, and race registration forms. She picked up the safety pins and affixed the race number to her blue running shorts. She had the evening planned, after a long tub bath; she would get dressed, go to the pasta dinner, and then ret...