It was a very dreary day the skies were overcast and it was raining hard for the second day in a row. John had stopped at the grocery store to pick up a fresh loaf of Italian bread. Here had made a fresh pot of spaghetti sauce yesterday and spaghetti sauce is always better the second day. As he rounded the curve in the road heading to his place he spotted Ly...
Five years ago: I was 23 at the time and as always in very good shape. I never had a problem getting attention from girls however my usual circle of hookups was getting stale. My next door neighbor, Trish, and I have always been best friends, but that's where it ended. She was five years younger than me and I always made sure to look out for her best inter...
Caruso's was a family owned Italian restaurant on the outskirts of town. The décor was simple with the usual checked tablecloths and empty bottle of Chianti with a candle in it on the table. The atmosphere was homey and comfortable. It was usually quiet and a good place to just unwind. Alicia's day had been long and tedious and she wanted to relax and have a...
Jules stood by the large kitchen sink gently washing the wine glasses from a large bowl of warm soapy water. She was conscious of the French Maids outfit that her master insisted that she wore, but secretly revelled in the effect she knew it had on him. She was aware that he had entered the kitchen and was standing some distance behind her, but she remained...
Eons progressed as he remained ever unchanged in his realm. Empires rise, conquer and fall still he would be there to see it all. Sitting upon his majestic throne of bone, viewing the destruction from afar. A part of everything and everyone yet eternally separated from the universe. Dark sockets permeated his fearsome visage and if he had the ability to, his...
I've never considered myself a jealous person when it came to my wife. I guess I knew that we always had a strong relationship and that I was never afraid of anything coming between us. I think I realized this at a Christmas party for her work. My wife Amy is, in my opinion, an absolute knock out. She's about 5'6" with dark brown hair and brown eyes, a fabu...
Copyright © 2006 Trace Ekies. All rights reserved. It was Sunday afternoon. Kara and I were sunbathing in the courtyard. She had been living with me for a week. She reminded me, "Don't forget you have to pick up what's-his-name." I glanced at my watch. "I've got time," I replied. "His name, by the way, is Tim Tayler." Kara handed me the bottle of sun tan l...
You've come to Boston for something work-related. The exact details are lost to me, as I'm so excited by the thought of finally being with you that I can barely pay attention to anything else. Luckily, I manage to remember the name of your hotel and meet you in the lobby Friday evening. I've told my wife that a friend was in town for a couple of days and I w...
I lay there looking at my prey for several minutes, savoring the sensations. So far there was no sound to hear nor had I gotten close enough to taste nor to feel of it. All of those would come later. The second sense involved was smell but the first sense affected was sight. My sense of sight was aware before I had even assumed the position. From the very f...
Adam was the designated "cool" guy at my junior college. He always knew what to say, what to wear. He had transferred from another nearby school about a month ago, but even then his reputation had preceded him. Girls from our school had dated him and we heard about his amazing body and incredible good looks long before he graced our presence. Not really the...