Daniel had noticed the dark-haired woman when she first boarded the plane back in Salt Lake City. She took a seat a few rows ahead of him and he could see the edge of her if he leaned out of his seat a little, which he did, just to satisfy his curiosity. She carried a leather satchel and a camera case, and wore a pair of heavy black shoes, the kind with thic...
They ate a generous delicious breakfast: Frobisher's English special with eggs, bacon, sausages, kidneys, mushrooms, tomatoes, black pudding and fried bread, washed down with orange juice and strong black coffee. Then they had time to rest until Bobby's guests began to arrive. He got dressed and kissed Katie good-bye. "Thank you for a wonderful birthday sur...
What follows are extracts from emails between M and J over the course of a few days. They start off describing a casual encounter and some semi-public sex ... but go on through sex with a dark stranger and some BDSM We explore areas that we each knows will excite the other as well as ourselves. The pleasure is 3 fold .. writing for another, imagining how muc...
I learned all I needed to know about sex from my first lover. Hence the title of this story. I am a married mother of two. I adore my husband, my kids and my life, but there are times when I reminiscence about the times I spent with my teacher. My senior summer, I spent with my best friend at my aunt and uncle's in Florida. Sun and fun before we began our a...
Off in the distance, the black sky met the black sea. They met at the point farthest from here, a sort of secretive, clandestine lovers' rendezvous. But tonight, there was no indication where the horizon may be, or even if there still was a horizon. Whether the black sky refused to meet the raging ocean, or whether the ocean was enraged by the sky's absence...
"Cheese!" "Cheese!" "Yogurt!" "What?" "What? I thought we were supposed to smile and then name our favorite dairy product?" "Rolls eyes, Robert. Let me see the picture." "Did you just actually say 'rolls eyes?' How lame!" "Where are we again?" "Knoxville. You said we should stop here." "Well, I was wrong. How long till Memphis?" "'Bout five hours....
Will stood in the small bookshop staring longingly at the outside world passing him by. Not for the first time, he found himself asking why he had dropped out of college and settled for working in a dead end bookshop, where they hardly had 2 customers a day. Only one thing made this job tolerable, and that was his sexy Irish boss, Catherine. However, she was...
Here I am once again needing to interview for a PA, what is it with these men that they can't stick a good position with a female boss. Do they feel emasculated, intimidated or brow beaten by a strong woman. I need my assistant to be ready for anything, anything that I might need him to do. I prefer male PAs because, well because I just do. He should be will...
Copyright December 2012 Author's Note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. * The café had a low ceiling and a small cinema near the front. The bar was on the left as you walked in on which stood a variety of imported beer bottles. Two men with beards sat at a table near the bar, cross-legged, smoking. Soft jazz m...
Scott slammed the car door and began to walk towards the store. He couldn't believe that he had been called in, especially after he had requested the night off. However, his date had canceled and none of his friends wanted to hang out, so he felt that he might as well go in when they called. It wasn't that he was opposed to the extra money, it was just the p...