Spring was around the corner and my husband and I had our two year anniversary coming up in a little over a week. No, it was not our wedding anniversary, it was the anniversary of the first time I found out about one of Steve's fetishes and things have never been the same since. Our sex life has been on fire and I have loved every minute of it. It all star...
It wasn't a hard day at work. It never is, not really. The work that I do is time consuming, but not really engaging. My job is not my vocation; it's simply a way to sustain myself monetarily and keep busy. No, my vocation starts when I get home from the long day of sitting and pretending to be normal, or normal enough to keep my job anyway. A hot summer d...
The following is a work of fiction, and all of the people, places, vehicles and clothing contained within are also totally fictitious. Mostly. ---------------------------------- Lisa walked out into her spacious bedroom and began removing clothes from her closet, laying them out carefully on the bed. She took stockings, underwear, and accessories and laid...
CHAPTER 1 What Happened After the Bus Ride or Ann's Story You all remember the song called " The Trolley Car Song" about the turn of the century where a certain young innocent lady went for a ride and lost her heart instead. Well let me tell you I lost more than my heart or maybe I did not lose anything but gained a lot instead. I know because I am a lady...
Sonya propped herself up on her elbow, watching the woman laying next to her sleep. She had a triumphant smile on her face, recalling last night and the culmination of weeks of pursuit. Julia even accepted the challenge. She must have thought she was safe from Sonya. Shielded behind her husband of 30 years, her children and grandchildren, her professional p...
Alison couldn't help but notice the brand new convertible parked in the driveway as she parked next to it. It had that sparkle that only a truly brand new car could have and the Watkins Motors license inserts testified to its newness. She thought how much her husband would like that car but couldn't dally and hurried through the side door of the house where...
This really happened to me many years ago, before the concept of fuck-buddies or Friends With Benefits ever came up; before you had to wear a condom or die; when the things some people did were the things "people just didn't do." Darden was her last name. Her first was Danella, which I thought was hokey, so I called her Darden. She was cool with that. I met...
The room doesn't matter. It's dark and could be anywhere. Her phone is turned off, there's no sense of time and no reason to care. The blinds are closed; a sliver of mid-day sun frames the curtain. The Do Not Disturb sign hangs from the door and the silence is occasionally broken by the faint squeak of the housekeeping cart as it trundles down the hall. Th...
The truth was that Susan was just a little too old and a shade too plump for the short green skirt she had been instructed to wear and she knew it. Then, having to combine that with a thin yellow blouse and an orange jacket had done nothing to draw attention away from her. On top, or rather down below, red heels; 'not too high, thank God,' thought Susan when...
Beth arrived in Chicago just ahead of the storm. It wasn't predicted to be a very big storm, but by the time she was in the cab and on her way to the hotel, the wind had shifted and the snow was blinding. The cab driver didn't seem alarmed, so Beth tried to relax. Between the flight and the weather, she was tense. She told herself she would have dinner and g...