"Come with me," I said to her, getting up from the sofa, picking my drink up from the table as I rose. I took her hand in mine and led her towards the stairs. "What do you have in mind?" she asked. "You'll see." I answered, "Or rather not see!" I laughed. She pulled back on my hand, stopping us halfway up the stairs. "What do you mean?" I turned and mo...
JM102 -- Shelly [Author's Note: Hello again! Not much to say about this one. I'm sorry it was so long coming, but it took me a while to summon up the courage (and the mood) to write again.] * I managed to get all my stuff unpacked without further incident. It was awfully difficult, however; my head was full of Caitlin and what we had just done together....
And of course I was running late. My 'short cut' cutting the corner of I-25 and I-80 near Cheyenne didn't work out like I was hoping. It took about fifty miles off my trip, but those were fifty interstate miles traded for a single lane state road going through the mountains. Bad call. Normally I wouldn't worry too much about being an hour late if I'm already...
The sign in the window of the bar almost totally blocked the window. "TV NOT WORKING" was what it said, and that was easier to read at a distance than the name of the bar was. But you could tell that it was a bar, which was more important, probably. He was not really much of one for bars, but he felt like he wanted a drink or two, he really did not want a...
I move in my bed as my dream overtakes me, squirming from one side to the other, moans escaping me. My hands move above my head as my knees come up, my hips lifting slightly, back arched. Had anyone been watching me, they would know the contents of my mind at that moment. Within my mind, your hands tie mine, above my head to the metal bedstead, green verdig...
The best part of a living history event is after hours, when the public goes home and the re-enactors relax into a kind of limbo between their chosen historical period and the modern world. It probably looks odd to those more used to a world of tracksuits and take-aways, seeing all these people sitting around a campfire in thick layers of wool and linen, dri...
Several years ago there was this government sponsored campaign in the Netherlands that included large posters at the railway stations. I don't recall what the campaign was about -- safe sex probably -- but do remember the graphic nature of the posters and the commotion they caused. The posters pictured an 18-year-old boy and girl seated on a bed about to hav...
They worked together at the post office. Mike and Sherri sorted and prepared the mail. They worked early mornings and the work was dirty and heavy sometimes. But it did allow for alot of conversation and Mike got to know Sherri pretty well. They were about the same age, late 30's but Sherri was divorced with a daughter. Mike had never been married but fell i...
I was feeling good, real good. I didn't have to dress, or worry about somebody pulling up beside the car and shining a light on us. It wasn't getting cold because the engine was off, and the windows weren't steaming up. It was, I don't know, probably fifteen minutes later and I was still in a haze from the best fuck of my life. Actually my first and only. J...
I sure hope you are enjoying the sex adventures of Stan. If you haven't read the first 3 parts please do so. That way you will know how he got in this condition and what's happened so far. Please leave me a comment. That's what gets my creative juices flowing and gives me the impetus to keep writing. My next service call was at the biggest hospital in town....