The forgotten, empty frying pan smoked on the stove, but the pot of soup was worse— thick, black plumes rose from it. The acrid smell made my eyes water. "Shit," I muttered, looking around frantically for a pot holder or oven mitt and seeing neither. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Joe reached past me to the stove and turned off the burners. I grabbed a ne...
They brought him to this facility with great difficulty. Unlike everyone else quarantined here, only one of his eyes showed the black tainted shadow of infection. The other, his right eye, was pure green fire. My nurse said he'd be put into the trial group immediately. Someone with that little of the infection was a valuable opportunity. I was not allowed t...
As I lowered my denims and breeches, I felt the cool, dark air assault my previously unexposed area of the body. I felt anxious. She was facing away from me, now, clad only in her blue, satin panties with their white, lace, trim. She had her right knee drawn up trying to remove her white, thigh-high stocking, using the nightstand to steady herself. Her body...
I was emptying the last of the drawer out into my suitcase when someone knocked on the door. I opened it up to find Remi there; her eyes widened when she saw what was on the bed. I quickly gave her a hug, careful of her arm which was still in a sling. "Oh my, come in Aunt Remi! Are you feeling better?" I felt a little guilty as I had been avoiding the dining...
You Wandered Down the Lane If there's a theme here, it's this: There's no longer an expectation of privacy because technology, and there's no longer an expectation of fidelity because boredom. Honesty compels me to caution potential readers: —There's an instance of literary theft. Mea culpa. —Where there's too much detail, I was trying to forestall compl...
THURSDAY MORNING It was thong Thusday and Cori, knowing how much the guys appreciated last week's thong swimsuit, wore another one just like it today. Well, not exactly like it. As promised, John had ordered different colors and even smaller sizes. This one could have been mailed in a standard business envelope. What there was of it was cherry red and Cori...
Dear readers, I was planning on splitting this story into two parts, but decided to give it to you all in one go, as a way of apologising for my absence from literotica these last few months. So I hope you enjoy it. As always feedback and comments are most welcome, they give me ideas and help me to improve my craft. * * * It was a particularly warm day fo...
He would not be ruled by her breasts. He was an accomplished military man of achievement, dignity, and honor. He would not become so enraptured by the womanly curves of this mysterious female lieutenant newly arrived on base. General Hunt adjusted his collar, decorated with two stars nearby on the shoulder as befitting his considerable rank. At his silvery-h...
Zach's handsome face greeted her as he opened the door. "Hi, Lydia. Come in." Returning his smile, Lydia stepped through the doorway. "Hi, Zach. Good to see you again." Realizing what she'd said, Lydia looked away from him for a moment, smiling to herself and thinking: Oh, yeah, Zach. It is really good that I'm seeing you again. All of you. God! It would...
I sit upright as he enters the room. Taller and darker than Brad Pitt but he has the same facial features. He takes a seat directly across from mine in the large room, opens a note book and writes as he glances around the room. Instantly aroused, I squirm in my seat of the Richland Memorial Hospital waiting room. He looks up from his writing and our eyes loc...