The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 16f: Spanish Honeymoon Part 6 (Copyright 2001 by Paul C. All rights reserved}. All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * I opened my eyes. Somewhere in the villa a telephone was ringing. Jenny's head was resting on my arm so I couldn't see my wrist watch. It was full daylight that would mean it would have to be aft...
I shared an apartment with my college roommate for a couple of years after we graduated. It was an older building without central air, but with spacious, screened sun rooms at the back of each apartment. In summer, I often slept in our sun room in the small breeze created by an oscillating fan. We'd acquired a few thrift-store couches and outdoor recliners t...
This is my first submission on here, I wrote this dreaming about my girl back home. Hope you all enjoy it as much as I have. Please leave some comments to help out with future stories. After being away for three weeks at work, the energy has just been building up. I just got into town the day before, and with me getting in late and driving all day, I was so...
Afterwards, the whole incident had a feeling of unreality to it. Jodie knew that it had happened, but somehow it just didn't seem real and applicable to her. Jodie was eighteen and was a regular member at the gym. She also studied martial arts and was quite good at Judo. Not a state champion, but well able to hold her own in a bout, and against an untrained...
I sat nervously in the car, alternating between staring out the window and sneaking glances at Mark. He drove, calm, cool, collected. Inside, my heart was pounding, my palms were sweating. Outside, I tried my hardest to look as calm as he did. I wonder idly if he was as nervous inside as I was, but tossed the idea aside quickly. We pulled up to the motel,...
It sounded simple enough on the surface: Spend some time over the winter break at the university, make one thousand dollars, and earn six college credits. That was what the advertisement in the school paper said, at least. After Diane went to the office and inquired about the position, it was a much more than just staying through the break. The research was...
Electricity hung heavy in the air as she stepped into the room. Gently she closed the door and twisted the lock, “I’m here”. Reaching out he pulled her close into his arms, “Did you miss me sweetie?” She replied with her sweetest smile, “Always!” Laughing he kissed her softly on the forehead, her slightly blushed cheek and finally her tender lips. “Are...
"You awake?" read the text message on my cell phone. I was up, being a slight insomniac, I was awake, and bored out of my mind in front of my computer, surfing the web. Usually the mindless surfing through web sites put me to sleep, but not so tonight. "Yep, what's up? You're up late." I texted back and hit the send button. It was late for him, he was usual...
i got off the bus in Providence and scanned the old buildings and the dismal streets, not feeling especially free. It was dark and i didn't have more than $20 in loose change in a baggy in my pocket. i was wearing jeans and a tee shirt and a denim jacket. i found a park bench to sit on and held my backpack in my lap. my options were few. i was hungry. "Hey...
I meet you at your place. I might have been a little early, because when you answer the door, you look a bit rumpled and sleepy – but very yummi in the boxers and t-shirt you’re wearing. As for myself, I’m wearing shorts with an elastic band, a t-shirt, a halter bra, and no undies. You let me in, excuse yourself, and disappear into the bathroom. By this ti...