At first, she was just a customer in the store, albeit a pretty one. Blonde, blue eyed, with a curvy body, she projected an attractive aura, and her youthful flirtiness just added to her charm. He was only a couple years out of college, an assistant manager, someone who handled both the difficult and special customers. He earned a good reputation with custom...
Ethan straightened his tie, and took one last look in the mirror. Jen watched him from the bed, where she lay on her stomach, a wisp of white sheet covering her bottom. She was spent. It was all she could do to stay awake and watch him get dressed for his meetings. Yesterday, after she'd awoken in their hotel room, her body aching and her mind reeling fro...
Let me tell you, getting diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor three weeks before my eighteenth birthday was one of the worst things that could have ever happened to me. Tonight though would be one of the best nights, if not the last night I had a chance to go out and enjoy myself. I was given around nine months to live, and already three of those had pas...
A/N: Okay this is a new story that I am trying out for the first time. It has always been on my mind, so I finally decided to put it on paper. I don't know if I will finish it or not,but I am just trying it out.All of my main characters are black, with the exception of one. Anyways,I hope someone will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it. And thank...
This is a story that probably has to do with a fantasy i have of meeting and older woman please write me some feedback I can't begin to tell you what Hope means to me. My mother died when I was very young, so young in fact, that I hardly remember her. She is a faded image in my mind, and only old photographs remind me of what she once looked like. She was v...
"Christopher, it's time. We need you to come home." With that sentence, made by his mother's tinkling voice, the twenty-some year old man's whole life changed. Some would say for the worse, but most would say for the better. He closed up his office, and headed 'home'. Not the house he lived in, but where he came from. The artic air gusted around him, caus...
I just got a call from him and he said he should be here in about thirty minutes or so. You're still in the bathroom, I guess putting on makeup by now, sense I don't hear water splashing, or maybe you're putting on that fancy negligee that we bought for today. In my mind, I can see you rolling the nylons up your leg and fastening them to the garter straps th...
I think today will be a very interesting day. I sat there at my desk, in my black leather chair, swaying back and forth, just tapping my pencil. I wonder why I feel so distracted; I look at Deven's contract splayed out on the mahogany desk, amongst other things. I can't help but to wish to be in Dave's shoes. I can sense how good it must feel to lay down b...
I had always heard that every white man want to try a black woman at least once. Though I never really bought into that the theory, I myself had my own curiosities about white men. My name is Jaquline, but my friends call me Jackie. I like to think of myself as a pretty open minded, modern woman. I've never had any problems with interracial relationships, b...
"They're here, Mom!" Ellen yelled into the house. She stood to wave as the flashy silver BMW convertible turned into the driveway with a squeal of tires and a blare of its horn. The Gamma Phi Beta "World Tour" had arrived. "Brains!" Diana yelled from the driver's seat. "Cut it out," Ellen said with a blush, giving Ivy a hug as she climbed out from the fro...