Thanks to those who have written to me or left comments. Special thanks to jarrell2 for some thoughts regarding Matt. Read on only if you don't mind threesomes, lesbian sex, group sex, and some BDSM. Matt's watch beeped and he slowed his cycling. He took a swig from his water bottle, wiped some sweat from his face and looked down at the bike's display. 6...
I arrange to loan out my wife to my friends ~~~~~~~~~~ This is primarily a work of fiction. There are two scenes (Georgia Tech and Buckhead) that happened exactly as written, but to claire (sic). Everything else that happens to Lori happens only in my imagination. This is a world in which there are no STDs, birth control is universal (and free!) and Lori,...
Kate and I had returned from our trip to Italy the day before. We had had a wonderful vacation watching a professional bike race, getting brand new top of the line bicycles and, best of all, becoming engaged to be married. When we walked into our home, we were greeted by our house sitter, Julie, crying in misery because she had broken up with her boyfriend....
A few days ago Mark, my husband of ten years, took me out on a date night. We have been living apart for four years and I really wanted to rekindle our relationship. I recently started working for Mark at our engineering company as his personal assistant and I was really enjoying being Mark's hot, sexy secretary. We were having fantastic, regular office se...
Psyche's eyes drifted side to side, following her husband Eros' journey across their floor. He ran his fingers through his hair grasping the ends. He had been at it for days. He would walk to their viewing pool and look down at the mortals then back to his endless pacing. Psyche rolled her eyes. Why did he care so much for those useless ants? They hadn't sho...
I go from cyber emails to cams and beyond. I'd purposefully not worn a bra. One reason being the delicious feelings on my full breasts and nipples from the lustrous, pale pink, silk blouse I was wearing. I had just slipped that on and had slowly done up each of the four buttons. They were rather too far apart really for, as I moved, the blouse gaped and muc...
I did not connect the two events. They were about six weeks apart and I did not associate them. Event number two, I met Paula Billings in the JAVA JOINT coffee line. After we picked up our morning caffeine, she spilled her Mocha on my pants. Looking back I didn't see where I missed any clues. She was that good. Or maybe I couldn't see the forest for thos...
CHAPTER ELEVEN: Lost Jennifer Morris had thought long and hard over the nearly thirty-minute car journey home through relatively quiet roads from the hospital on Monday night. She really wanted to talk to someone, anyone, about all the confusing thoughts and hopes and wishes, desires even, which filled her head with the tumult of conflicting indices. She b...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. The story starts a little slowly. Please be patient. ***** First, I should say that Oceanbreeze Court is several hundred miles away from the nearest ocean. It is a cul de sac in an upscale development on the east side of a medium-sized M...
We both did sleep well that night, in separate beds. Nothing was said the next day, - spent mostly on the beach drinking pina coladas and trying not to get sunburnt. That night we ate at the restaurant right near the trailer, and Megan wore a less outrageous dress. We passed the night trying different wines and when we got back she kissed me hard, murmur...