Given the size of our 26 foot Wellcraft powerboat, we always stayed within sight of land. Lynn and I enjoyed our weekends, cruising along Florida's West Coast and soaking up the sunshine. We also participated in the local powerboat club's parties and outings. Ours was one of the smaller boats, and we dreamed of someday owning a bigger craft with a galley, ai...
This is the fourth chapter of the Music of the Mind series. If you just picking up the series here, I would recommend you read the first three chapters to gain an understanding of the characters, and the forces at work. For those of you who have been reading the series and waiting for the sex, this chapter is the first payoff for you. I hope you enjoy, and a...
The convention was insane, I had never seen anything like it. Pleasures Of Life wasn't your average convention with a few stalls with chocolates and free massages, or coaches telling you how to enjoy life. Pleasures Of Life was out of proportions. There was over a hundred meeting rooms and auditoriums in the congress and exhibition center, and it was placed...
That morning Ami awoke in Gopal's arms, she wiped the sleep from her eyes and purred while remembering the events of last night. She turned her head and looked at him while he was sleeping. Gopal had a delightful sexy smile on his face, was he thinking about what happened? Ami shivered. Oh, even while slumbering, Gopal's magnetism radiated toward her, settin...
Chapter 1: Laundry Day I spent a summer once traveling with a good friend of mine. Jeanie and I worked together that previous year as lifeguards at a country club pool complex. We were both sophomores at the local university and decided we needed a road trip to celebrate the end of summer. We had a flirtatious relationship, but nothing beyond that. We would...
Chapter 5 A week had passed since the incident at Max's place. The more I gave the whole thing a thought the more ashamed I felt. I had jumped into bed with a guy without bothering to find out anything about him. I've always been rather opinionated on the topic of cheating and think of people who cheat as nothing more than low life scum. So, it was particul...
Some years ago, I took an adult-education course in figure drawing at NYU. The class met in a large artist's studio in Greenwich Village, just off Washington Square Park. There were about a dozen students, ranging in age from mid-20s to mid-50s. Each of us sat on an uncomfortable stool before an easel, on which was mounted an oversized newsprint pad, tilted...
Special thanks to DawnJ for her invaluable help editing this story. *** Fiona had just told me that she recorded our - albeit extremely hot - sex. Pardon me, not just recorded, but streamed live out across the Web to something called the Hippolyta Project. Or fucking me was the Hippolyta Project. Or something. A surge of panic rose in my chest. She was m...
My phone rings. "Hello, Smita here.... Yes sir, I'll be in your office in two minutes." His voice sounds irritated, even slightly angry. I feel nervous as I tread the corridor to his office. It is unlike him. He is always so kind. He never criticizes me and he always understands if I am ill or late. He is the perfect boss and this job is easily the best I ha...
The old fisherman sat out at the end of the dilapidated dock in his lopsided deck chair. Though it was getting on toward evening the sun was nice and warm. He was fishing really light; a homemade bamboo pole and an old reel he maybe got before he had whiskers. Duck-taped it to the pole and wound it with ten pound test. Fishing flounder didn't take much gear....