Joe woke around 3am. Sue was sleeping soundly. He smiled to see her mouth open and a slight snore coming from her, knowing she would be mortified that he saw her like this. He curled up and went back to sleep listening to the soft snore of the beautiful women beside him. -------- I woke up and stretched. The alarm clock on the nightstand said 6am. Joe lay...
The traffic moved slowly just before noon in the center of the small town. I gazed at the old buildings reflecting the age of this city. The people refused to let go of its origin. Not being in a hurry, I took the opportunity to see all of the sites, including the women who shuffled along the sidewalks both going to lunch and returning to work. I suddenly ca...
"So you're saying he was a good lay?" Ben sounded both incredulous and amused. "Yes, he was a good lay, he knew what he was doing. I was impressed." Grace twirled the phone cord around her finger as she talked. "I'm shocked. But the real question is, did he do it like I do?" "Shit. Nobody does it like you do, Ben." "You mean that?" "Have I ever lied to...
This story is probably better served in the Non-Erotic section but since it is an epilogue (in response Andy's request for one in the public comment board) to a story in the Loving Wives section here it is, and no, I do not think I it is as good as the story that spawned it but hey I am working on it. It ran a bit longer than expected (ok, way longer) but I...
I have never cheated on my wife, and I never thought she would cheat. Our sex life had never been very good, but that was because she didn't like or want sex, or so she claimed. So her revelation hit me hard, and I just didn't know what to say. "It was just sex, and I'm sorry," she offered. I felt like slapping her. I had never hit her before, and I figured...
[If you're looking for a story with descriptive sex in it, look somewhere else. This story is about sex, about honesty and about promises.] * "Marrying you was a mistake." She didn't even say it loudly. She didn't look me in the eyes when she said it. She sat across from me in our living room. I'd been home a week. Unlike some of my friends who had been...
It was late. The glaring fluorescents had dwindled and died, replaced by the single 60 watt that stood guard over his cluttered desk. The sounds of industry had faded to a steady, isolated humm of air conditioning and the growl of a vacuum in the exterior hallway. He was alone, or so he thought. "I had to come", she offered in hushed tones, afraid to shatt...
Chapter 1: The Far Eastern Gentleman's Offer "You out of work?" asked the far eastern gentleman. He looked as if he was from China or Japan, or perhaps some other part of the Far East. The tables had turned over the years. Once the western nations had been economically predominant. They had invented the industrial revolution, and most of the scientific brea...
Cecelia had a problem. She also has a solution to that problem. In theory, anyway. She just wasn't too sure how it would work when she had to put it into practice. She was baby-sitting that evening for Jan and Roger Davidson. The Davidson's were both in their early twenties and appeared to be a nice couple. Their kids were a couple of cuties, too. She'd hav...
Well I had planned on Chapter 13 being the last for the Memory Base chapters for a while, that's why it was so sloppy but had to get Rachel's problems out of my system so here's yet another one. Still any and all comments are wanted and welcome though constructive are more so. ************* "Alright, what the hell fucking hell HAPPENED???" Athena snarled a...