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...
Franklin Dwyer looked at Jamal James Haywood, and smiled, for he couldn't believe what the six-foot-tall, handsome, athletic and well-dressed African-American businessman just said. The two men had known each other since their halcyon days at the University of Massachusetts in the City of Boston, and had been close friends for ages. In fact, unbeknownst to t...
Warning: the following is for adults only all others should look elsewhere for there entertainment purposes. All characters are of the writers imagination any resemblance to any person either living or dead is purely coincidental. If you like it let me know. * * * * * Sherry was a typical housewife of 28, slim, blonde, and fairly attractive. She and her hu...
She pulled into the parking lot of the swing club with a sigh of relief. She was tired. It had been a long and stressful week. She had hoped to get here earlier, but that hadn't been in the cards. She had nearly decided not to come at all, but the thought of a soak in the hot tub was very appealing. She'd been coming to this onsite club for nearly two year...
I was promoted to a middle management position after only three years with the company. Personally I put this down to my being black and the company's need to show it was moving people like me to senior positions in the firm as fast as was feasible. I had started out in life expecting to be a professional footballer but a cartilage injury to my knee put paid...
Jessie was an exotic beauty. Average height and slightly above average weight, her blue eyes were points of azure that blazed brighter due to her dusky hue. She usually wore her dark hair down, hiding delicate scallop ears; her hands were delicate with long artistic fingers; her lines were long yet her curves were breathtaking. There was no chance I could fi...
That night, I'd contemplated (more like, I'd panicked) how I was going to manage what had happened between me and Zanire. I'd received the best blow job ever. I had a severe case of 'adulterous guilt.' I wanted another blow job. Could I just ask for one? Was Zanire playing some sort of game? I didn't get much sleep. Being the coward that I am, I certainly w...
In August a few years back, Hubby and I went to the island of Aruba for a much needed vacation. We had never been to Aruba, but had heard that it was a nice place with a great beach. We had scheduled a week at the La Cabana condo resort area, and I was looking forward to some nice days just relaxing on the beach. Hubby and I enjoy the beach and laying out in...
I am a 48 year old woman who has a very successful job as a CFO for a small but growing company. When I was in college, I majored in accounting and then got my MBA from a very prestigious University on the west coast. While getting my MBA, I met and married my present husband and we have two lovely grown, married daughters who live not far from us and they h...
Listening to the song "Boulevard of Broken Dreams" on the radio sucks, especially when it's been a couple of days since your last breakup. The name is Felicia Ewaingham-Saleh, and I have a story to share with you. How I got over my ex-boyfriend Maher Mahmoud. Seriously, I don't mean to disparage my own ethnicity but Arab guys can be such hypocrites sometimes...