When Jennifer saw a man who she thought might be Harry, she immediately felt relief that he did indeed show up. In the back of her mind, she feared that the whole thing was a hoax. She feared that perhaps he was not really who he claimed to be. She also felt the joy in her heart that the warmth of his smile brought to her upon their eyes meeting for the firs...
"Finally!" I say with more than just a little relief as I step out onto the front steps of my brownstone apartment. I hate being confined, cooped-up, tied-down; you name it, I can't stand it. I think I've always felt like that, but with what happened one year ago, to the day, the feeling had grown a lot stronger. The last rays of the sun had already bled fro...
Oh God! My eyes wide open and I am partially paralyzed. She is there standing totally nude killing me with her eyes. She has left her hair loose, a tinge of a naughty smile on her face, a picture that would be there for a lifetime. Not a welcome that we usually receive at a doorstep of a girl who I met just a few days ago. Sneha, a fun young bangalorian gi...
Note - though most of my stories here concern glory hole experiences, this doesn't preclude other enjoyable interests. Simply, most of the time, those other interests lack the intensity of the still new and 'forbidden' glory hole game. The following story describes a recent visit from an old friend, one who shares a number of mutual interests. The phone ran...
James pulled the big Chrysler to the front entrance of the Ritz Carlton, then turned his head and chuckled as he watched Louisa pull down the visor mirror to check her makeup for perhaps the tenth time during the short drive from the office to the hotel. "You look beautiful," he said, and Louisa blushed at such an effusive comment coming from her boss, a re...
DISCLAIMER Going to be working on a series of stories based on a character that has formed in my head - call it my alter ego. You see, I am a jack of all trades and fairly gifted at many. I've been a soldier, a firefighter, a counselor, a cop. My kids friends call me GI JOE because of how many different things I do and am asked to do. I'm married, 2 kids, g...
Sometimes you just have to hit bottom before you start to rise again, and apparently I'd hit bottom a while back. Through a sequence of stupid decisions and choices, some bad luck with the economy, some tragedy and heartbreak, I've found myself alone for the first time since going off to college. Was busted broke but found a new job that actually pays pretty...
As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Maimuna Hassan and I'm a young Black Muslim woman of Somali descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm in the Criminology program at the University of Ottawa, and will hopefully graduate next semester. Not sure if I want to do Law School right away or try to get a job in my major. It all depends on the job ma...
Chapter 1: ALICIA In part 1, two longtime friends and medical professionals finally consummate what is more than a friendship between them. In sharing an erotic taboo passion, they also experience an intimate act of love. The door remains open to a world of possibilities, including some with coworkers. ------ I brought my patient to the triage desk in the...
Hillsboro was a small Midwestern farming town, so named because it was nestled at the bottom of the highest hill in three counties. While the hill was technically private property, with three farms converging at its crest, the irregularity of the land made it difficult to till and its woods made it unsuitable for grazing. The farmers had left the flanks of t...