The lift doors start to close just as you get to them. “Hold the lift please” you request, in the hope that someone will comply. The doors open up again and you step inside, offering your thanks to me, standing there with my finger on the button. I smile briefly before looking down at the open folder I have in my arms. You press the floor button of your ch...
To the keeper of my unlocked desires: Day four As we travel to the mountains of Lake Tahoe - - we enjoy the drive listening to music and humming along to the songs. We are both caught in our own daydreams or fantasies as we stare out the windows as the trees pass by. It is a beautiful day out and the suns rays are shining down through the open sunroof in t...
Now it's PIZZA AND PUSSY, maybe-- Later that Daytona Bike Week 1995, we parked across the street from the pizza place again. With luck no one usually parked at the end spot along the narrow road. Maybe the guy wire and telephone pole scared them off. This was back when street parking for non residents was still legal. Now it's all about money and parking l...
I do admit I'm a Peeping Tom. Not that I'm sitting on my balcony with a pair of binoculars hoping to spot a showering neighbor, or that I'm trying to capture something in the vicinity of nude beaches with my telephoto. Nor do I take up-skirt pictures of girls sitting on the steps of a cathedral, or shove my i-Phone under the hem of a skirt on the platform wa...
This story and any others I may choose to write are similar to stories I would write for my ex. She loved them, I figured others might as well. ***** I come home after a long day at work, frustrated. We've texted throughout the day so you know I've been having a difficult day. I'm dressed up wearing a suit and tie. I walk in and see you sitting on the cou...
It was Saturday night, our weekly date night. This week it was his choice of restaurant and movie. We ended up going to Buffalo Wild Wings for dinner. A fun and playful atmosphere with really good food and TV's everywhere. We ordered food and drinks and I ended up getting a little tipsy and a little frisky. I took off one of my heels and started running my f...
"Right on time," I thought as I watched Diane's black luxury sedan pull into the parking lot. She parked the car and got out, checking her reflection in the window tint. Diane was indeed a beautiful woman. I thanked my lucky stars for the millionth time as I watched her straighten her skirt, touch up her lipstick and make her way to our room. Diane was dress...
I fixed myself up from having sex with Jordan Knight and left his dressing room. I guess I was mixed up on where I was because instead of going out to the main area, I walked down the hallway. The next door was open and when I looked in, I saw Jonathan. I never really found him to be as cute and sexy as the others, but his smile made me blush. "Hi." Oh, my...
Friday. Thora Birch pulls up her driveway in her black Jetta. She sees nothing in her mailbox, but feels inside anyway. There is one letter. She takes it inside and sits on her leather couch. Opening it she sees that it's an invite personally from Kevin Smith to his party Saturday night. She is kind of excited and can't w...
I remember our first date, when L mentioned he was good with his hands. We were brought together by a shared love of music and our shared sense of humour. He was by no means rich, and had a day job he hated. As both a writer and an artist, was creative and passionate. I was 21 and he was 34, and he had a kind of old school charm and dominance to him that I...