Chapter 01: Opening Remarks I suppose I should avoid the temptation to begin by suggesting that I never intended for any of this to happen. First, after these past four months with Bonnie, the mere thought of ever voicing as unoriginal an idea as that again makes me uneasy. It's not that I was always this committed to authenticity. Quite the contrary, as a...
If you were here now, this is how I would make love to you... I would take you to my room, bring you inside and lock the door. I would strip your clothes from your body, not slowly, not even romantically, but with the urgency of need. With the curtains closed, I would blindfold you and tie your hands and feet to the bed struts. My bed is large but I want to...
After our first initial meeting we settled in to what would be for me, a very tiring weekend. For us meeting for the first time, we acted like we had known each other all our lives. Lynda turned out to be a very intelligent woman. She was a good conversationalist and always knew how to keep me happy. When we finished our get to know one another meeting she...
Not reality, but a memory all the same. Names have been changed to protect the guilty... ***** Afterwards, we lay together in the tangled sheets, the air about us hot and humid, like a summer's day in some exotic climate. Belinda's head lay on my chest, her wild mane of black hair spread across my chest and throat. I stroked her back lightly with both hand...
We were way out in the country. I knew that from things he'd casually told me. But I also knew it was hobby farm, gentrified country, five acre lots pigeon holed for the upper middle class and above, who wanted to raise their babies away from the mean city streets. I knew most of the trees on the hundred or so acres had been cut down so the new owners could...
I'd seen her around my apartment building several times and she stuck in my mind although I could never quite figure out why. She was an older woman – in her 50s I guessed – with long dark-hair, hints of gray here and there in her curls, and a little plump -- sexy plump, actually. You could see she was very nice looking at one time. Still, she hardly seemed...
This is a story for adults. It is neither about nor intended for children. Please do your part as an adult to see that it does not fall into the hands of children. This story also contains elements which more closed-minded individuals would consider to be perverse. If you have difficulty with gender-orientation issues, please do not read further. If, however...
Note: this is a true story. * * * * * John was a graduate student studying English Literature when I met him. I was a senior studying business administration, and John had charmed me with his quick wit and his winning smile. We had met through mutual friends, and sparks had flown the moment we met, which was only a few months before. Our relationship was n...
She stood, staring at the dirt-crusted metallic doors in front of her. Her breathing slowed as she focused her thoughts and calmed her racing heart. Every time. It's the same fear every time. Her sharp eyes caught the doors vibrating against the low thrum of noise and violence barely contained beyond them. Her right ear twitched with each muffled boom. Low...
It was stupid to get caught. The object of my desire is tall, blonde haired, blue eyed and ripped with drool inducing muscles. His morning routine consists of greeting the sunrise by pushing back his curtains, reclining on his bed, and watching whatnot on television. All of this is done in a one piece - naked as the day he was born - birthday suit. My res...