Based on the short story: A Very Hot Sauna by Sweet Peril Used by Author's Permission "Oh, Eddie. I didn't know you were here!" Ellen had just stepped into her cedar-lined sauna, surprising her son's eighteen-year-old friend, who had been lying quietly on one of the benches. Eddie sprang upright on the bench, his face flushing with embarrassment. "I'm...
I've written about my wife, Ellen, twice before (The Five Sketches, Fountains of Aphrodite), and though we are by no means "swingers," those two events in our lives were so intense and unusual that by writing about them I found that I could assimilate them and understand them better in the context of my marriage. I'm admittedly not a "writer" in the practice...
Vickie's eyes popped open well before her alarm clock was to sound. She quickly got up, showered and stood before her open closet trying to decide what to wear. Last night she was ready to go to school in her shortest skirt and in her sheerest blouse but the light of a new morning caused her to be apprehensive. Vickie peered into the closet and wondered what...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to James Lacy at the address in my profile. All comments appreciated. * * * * * Robert watched in silence as the Agnes, Jane and Martha finished playing with Ellen and walked o...
I was like many 18 year old boys were at the time – a virgin and desperate to change it. Again like many in that situation I had an extensive theoretical knowledge of sex through reading porn. Though if I had believed what I read I would have thought that an average length for a male was 10 inches. And yet again like so many with my predicament I was too sh...
Dear Reader: This story is a composite of some real, and some imaginary experiences. In the main, however, they are fairly true. The only actual liberty I have taken is to add a scene between the two men in this three-some along the same lines of the "My First Three-Some" story. Based on my email, a lot of readers liked the images conjured up by two men actu...
Proofread by Ton8ty. Thank you for all the effort and hard work. ===================== George sat in a New York City police station contemplating his next long stretch for the armed robbery fiasco; this time they promised him it would be for twenty. He glanced around the station while he waited to be processed. His eye caught the sight of a familiar face,...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of T...
The PRESENT... So here Ellen was the following morning, two days later, standing before her boss's bedroom door. The door stood slightly ajar and she gave it a little push and then she was inside. She had been afraid at first, thinking she would enter his apartment and find him busy with someone else—with the young lady of last time or maybe with someone...
As we motored slowly towards it in the RIB, Ellen and I could hear the yacht long before the dark sea mist gave us anything more than a view of the sharp glare of the boat's masthead and cabin lights. It was the sound of riotous merriment and laughter. As we boarded and came down into the cabin, we were greeted by the view of Amy, Liddy and Tash sitting ar...