I walk into the hotel bar... Across the room sitting at the bar slowly sipping a red wine I see you... My breath leaves my body in sudden gasp... I slowly walk across the bar looking at you in the full length mirror as I walk the length of the semi crowded bar... There is a man sitting on each side of you... You have the drink sitting in front of you and 2 m...
Hello, this is my first attempt at writing a piece of erotic fiction and I would welcome your feedback on the story. Please take a moment at the end to tell me what worked for you or what didn't. * Falling snow covers the forest; a small doe wanders up to a cabin and stops. Her head held high and ears alert, she carefully steps forward. Our skis stand n...
You arrive home late one night after working until close. You find all the lights in the house off. You enter the house and call out my name. There's no answer so you walk to the bedroom figuring I must be asleep. You take off your jacket and shoes as you make your way to the bedroom. You open the door and step into the bedroom. You notice I'm not in bed. Y...
You probably already guessed, but I'll tell you now anyway. These have all been for you, you know. You're my biggest fan, my most loving supporter, and my inspiration in so many ways. Thank you for being you, for making this so easy, and for being my 'Christian'. Always and forever, M. **** I wanna stand out in a crowd for you A man among men I wanna ma...
Sarah had been working for Mrs. Jennings for a year now. Karen Jennings was the head of her small publishing firm, Kelly Publishing, named after her only child. She devoted all her time to her publishing company and worked most nights till the wee hours of the morning. Her daughter had just gotten married a year ago in her last year of college but had no imm...
He hated premieres. Really, he hated any time he had to go to a place with many unknown people. It was then that his anxiety went into complete overdrive, leaving him overthinking every single word and move and making the evening a living hell. Alcohol helped, sure, but the downside was he had always balanced a fine line between getting himself relaxed and...
A month or so had passed; Raj and I had been fucking on a regular basis, even more regular than when I was married. In those few weeks there was not a room in the house where he had not fucked me. He had become a real stud, and that made me hope that I was his only. You never know with young men who are not always in your line of sight. Once they've lost the...
It's about two hours before my date with Tiffany. After spending Christmas Eve together and waking up in each other's arms on Christmas Day, we agreed do our own thing till our date. We did speak on the phone, but the time apart gave me a great opportunity to evaluate where things stand. I still haven't heard from Summer and don't even see any missed calls f...
Author's Notes: First and foremost, Always Faithful is a work of fiction; no characters depict any known persons. To the best of the author's knowledge, there is no women's clothing manufacturer by the name of Business Lady. This the last chapter in this story. I want to thank those readers who have stayed with Always Faithful through its at times tedious le...
I was in Las Vegas. Some friends of mine had planned this whole trip and I was only able to join them at the last minute, so I could not get a seat on their same return flight. Result: I had to stay an extra day, poor me! After a few days of drinking too much, being too loud and essentially hitting on everything as a group in the stupidest ways (no surprises...