Some time later she woke and for a moment wondered where she was. Confusion only lasted a second, and then the memories flooded back, memories of pleasure and joy and love. She sighed in deep contentment, thinking back over the last few days, over which the intense happiness of finding out he was in love with her arched like a glittering rainbow. Remembered...
He was sitting at the bar drinking a beer when she sat next to him. She was drinking something fizzy with cherries and a pineapple perched on the rim of the glass. He glanced over at her, nodded and continued sipping at his beer. He did not frequent the bar much, as he was married and expected to be home at a certain time in the evening, but there were those...
Time passed slowly as the children recited their catechism to you and you would gently correct them. The day was so slow, as humidity made the room close. The merest touch of your clothes was uncomfortable and you were glad to be free of your lessons. I was the priest and I allowed you to close the school hall, you gathered the books and slates stacking them...
Author's note - these are letters I have sent to my wife to get her mind wandering. I don't think they met the 750 word minimum so i combined the first two. Let me know what you think! ______________________________________________ 1. Your lips are tingling at the thoughts of what you are about to do to me. You lean across the bed, embrace and kiss my lip...
The company I work for is not very large...it has maybe thirty people. Quite a few of them I would not mind getting a little closer to. This story is a favorite fantasy of mine. She came to work today in a very good mood. She just had one of the most amazing nights of sex with her current boyfriend. Because he was lying in her bed when she got out of the sh...
When the time is right, we know; it is something that the both of us can feel. It can, if at all, be defined only as a restless energy lingering between us; a heightening emotion of passion and desire that flushes our faces and makes our bodies tingle. There is no other way to alleviate this tension, this pressure; there is no other way than the conjoining o...
If you haven't read chapters one and two, you may want to read them to catch up with what has gone before with Donna and Robby, the white and black basketball players. * * * * * For several minutes Robby lay there on his back, slowly getting his breath back. When he had finally calmed down, he rolled onto his side, facing Donna. Reaching across, he cupped...
Dear Jim, I do not know if you will ever see this letter. A part of me wants to tear it to pieces right now, before its finished, before its even begun. I don't know if I can make myself write it. I have stood and paced and sat in front of the keyboard and typed and then erased everything. I want, somehow, I want everything to go away. I want things to be w...
Beloved, Your letter arrived this past Tuesday morn – to my great surprise, only a month after you set sail. Your vessel must have crossed paths with an in-bound ship, though which, I cannot say, for the errand boy was unclear. The spice boat, he thought, or maybe the one with a cargo of Spanish wine. It doesn't matter. Sweet One, I cried, for your note mea...
Professor Blair, I suspect your curious as to why I turned this letter in with my last assignment, why when everyone else just put the test into your in box I lingered. As I write this I can only imagine giving it to you in your office. I know that I'll stay back, because you're there, sitting behind your desk, where I always seem to find you. You've always...