[This story only portraits fictional characters and places.] The loud noises of a king-sized bed slamming hardly against the motel wall and the squeaky sounds of a rather old mattress echoed through the, fortunately pretty empty, "Beach Side"-motel near the beach of Saint Monarch, a small but lively and pretty city near Hawaii. If some voyeur or st...
As always, Merci to Bron Zeage For editing and his advice Merci Fran * Fran, nice to read your last email. I am very happy that you and Marge finally got together. I ran into her last week. Sorry I missed you. I was only in town for a day. She is very happy. You know I was friends with her before I met you. This may shock you, but Marge has been in lo...
Even as a child I was told that I was good looking boy and would have to fight off all the girls when I got older. I can remember pulling ugly faces at the thought of having anything to do with them; having a younger and an older sister sort of told me that girls were more trouble than they were worth. At the age of eleven or twelve, I could feel girl's inqu...
Part 5 The first thing she pulled out from her bag was the blindfold. She turned to him and spun it around on her index finger as his face lit up with excitement. She said "Time for some fun, Michael. Please get undressed while I go in the bathroom to change." She picked up her bag and went into the bathroom. She removed her dress, stockings, and garter bel...
We met at his restaurant's opening night. We went out a year later. We were married a year after that. We fought the entire time. His food was his real passion and that became a problem. I tried everything in my arsenal to get him to see to my needs, but I simply ran out of tricks. Had I known we weren't sexually compatible in the beginning, I probably...
I felt a hand tap my shoulder, followed by a female's voice: "Excuse me ... hi." Prior to my hearing those words, I was busy rubbing my handkerchief over my both lens of my glasses and even as I turned around to gaze at the female's face, all I saw momentarily was a blur -- an outline of a beautiful creature. It was made apparent to me when I returned my g...
A flash story. No sex. ************* Aaron Carson is an account executive for Ajax Entry Systems Inc. They sell electronic entry systems; think hotels where you hold the keycard in proximity to the lock instead of swiping the card. He is on the road everyday and spends one or two nights a week overnight out of town. His wife Karen is a SAHM. That's cool...
Part 1 Toni was sitting at her vanity, fixing her hair and make-up after getting out of the shower. She had a blind date with another man set up by the service she worked for. She thought she might have been nervous, but found that she wasn't. She knew what to expect from the man and knew his likes and dislikes, which she read in the file that she was given...
We arrive right on time. The hostess welcomes us and escorts us inside as the valet drives off in our vehicle. She leads us into the private waiting area and offers us drinks. After pouring the drinks, she explains that our driver will arrive shortly and then excuses herself. Just as we finish our drinks, the limo arrives at the dimly lit rear entrance. Our...
Two guys most involved in one woman's life reflect on their lives with her. It is not a BTB or revenge story nor does it contain graphic sex scenes. If those are your forte, then you might consider moving on to another story. ---- Stephen: About a decade ago, I was a 6'-1", 155 lb, 5th year senior college student in electrical and computer engineering m...