I just love being a tease. Oh, and showing off. Sometimes, when I'm in the right mood, the two together can be such fun. Even the most boring and mundane of housework can be livened up with a naughty mind. Yesterday just happened to be one of those times... I've been putting it off since spring, so when I got up I decided that it was time to redecorate my b...
I am shaking with anticipation. We have been discussing the topic of submission for a while. I have never given ALL control to a man in my life. But, I am feeling the desire to give you the reigns and let you take me to new heights of ecstasy. Teach me the pleasure of pain. Show me that the loss of control is not a terrible thing. I think I'm ready. I trust...
The thing I remember most about Paris is the dog shit! Oh, the Louvre was breathtaking, the Eiffel tower awesome, and Notre Dame had the peace and reverence that only a thousand years of sanctity can create. But, the dog shit was everywhere. Paris and L.A. have the most dogs per capita of any major Western city, But in L.A., my home town, they clean up - the...
The old bookstore down the block from my street front office changed hands. The old couple that had run it for years retired and sold to younger folks, who moved in over a weekend. I didn't meet them until the middle of the next week. I went to introduce myself that Wednesday and walked in on the wife unpacking boxes of books. She was wearing jeans and a sl...
She found him at the bar. It was where she expected him to be. Sitting, drinking a local microbrew, watching his football team play. He used to watch the games at home, but lately his wife started complaining about everything and he took any excuse he could find to get out of the house. Even watching the game, alone in this dive bar. "This is almost too easy...
how r u? Nicole stared down at the phone in her hand and wondered if it was broken. She hadn't heard from Dan in months, it made absolutely no sense that he would be texting her now. And yet somehow his number was there, on the "from" line. No matter how hard she tried to forget him, his number was forever burned in her memory. She had spent many lonely nig...
Nilla had just stepped out of the shower and wrapped herself in a soft, hunter green towel. Stepping to the mirror, she wiped some fog off it and glanced at her reflection, tanned from the summer sun and the weekend on her husband's boat. Her long, reddish-brown hair that was cut in layers, hung stringy wet around her tanned shoulders. Her greenish-brown eye...
I wait for you to arrive home from work, I have such an evening planned for you!! I know that you have had a rough day and are not in the mood to fool around but none the less I want to surprise you. I hear you arrive, you think it is strange that there are no lights on in the house. You come in and hear music softly playing in the background, you know imm...
Anticipation: The act of looking forward: especially: pleasurable expectation. The saying usually goes; anticipation of sex is better than sex itself. The same can be said of waiting to get a taste of someone you really want to get your hands on. I woke up this morning with a guy on my mind that I am trying to get into my bed. He is in my mind constantly. He...
Natalie Horton and I first met when we were sophomores at our high school in the San Diego suburb of Del Mar. She was a statistician for the girls' basketball team, while I was a budding star for our boys' team. We became good friends that spring, when she was a distance runner and I a high jumper for the school's track team. Natalie looked exactly like you'...