I set the telephone handset down into its cradle and lean back in my chair. Stretching my arms above my head I feel the tension in my shoulders relax slightly as I glance at the clock. Its 4:30 which means I have just an hour to get through before I can go home and relax into a warm bath with a glass of wine and a bar of chocolate. The last three weeks have...
It was, she reflected, a new thing. If nothing else, today was definitely a 'new thing' for her. Simply, she was nervous, and becoming more nervous with each passing minute. They'd talked online; he was witty, amiable, and apparently fit. He also (she thought--hoped) possessed some innate understanding of women which so many men never acquired. What attract...
A little tale about what you risk when you play... * Sometimes in life, your past, present and/or future intersect. This is a story about one of those times. Sometimes that intersection results in something good; sometimes it results in something bad. I think for me although it was very tough at first, it clearly resulted in something good, but I'll let yo...
Debbie and I had been on the road for nearly two hours since we left the hotel. The last hour had been spent seeing how turned on we could get one another, without actually making any physical contact. The secret of this little game, of course, is that everything I say or do to get her turned on has the reverse affect of turning me on, and vice versa. Moreov...
This story has some typos and grammar errors. If that bothers you, move on. ***** Sunday afternoon finds Eric driving home from a great round of golf. He is on top of the world. He broke eighty for the first time. "I'm going home and get some pussy. Going to cap off a great day. I hope she is ready." As I near the house I see a strange car parked in the...
Laura, my wife and I went and visited New York City. After we arrived it didn't take us long to become somewhat scared to death of NYC. We pulled off a beautiful freeway and down a long and winding off ramp lined with stately trees, and found ourselves smack in the middle of a destitute community with people milling about looking homeless, and dirty. At a st...
I almost didn't see him. I have this bad habit of walking with my head down – fear of tripping, I guess – so I didn't notice him until I heard his voice. He was talking to Emily, one of the other teaching assistants, about the head of the German department, and as soon as I heard him, my head snapped up. I wasn't expecting to run into him – he was supposed t...
All names belong to their registered companies. Any names that appear in these documents do not belong to me. * * * * * * Droplets of water dripped noiselessly back into the murky depths of the tub. The warrior waded a little closer to the knelt girl and stepped lightly out onto the worn wooden floor. A small puddle of water pooled around the warrior's f...
Unfortunately there is no gratification in submission (although there might be some themes suitable for a good imagination). If you happen to like this and haven't read the first chapter, I'd suggest you read the first. (Thank you to Lit for story tags, I always go blank when I submit.) Also I hope everyone had a great new year! -- "Why?!" Lexa squared he...
I plan a trip to the town that you serve. It would be a safe place to make a lonely vacation. I need it because I am deeply depressed. I have problems with my husband. I arrive at the airport and I find you waiting for me. You ‘re dressed on your casual green uniform and army boots. So imposing you are! With the sunglasses on I can’t see your eyes, but your...