Laying behind you, I awake to your morning beauty. Strands of hair drape over your face. I move to brush them aside and see you smile, seemingly subconsciously as my fingers graze your soft skin. Your beauty is a true sight to behold. Still naked underneath, I can feel my throbbing morning desire being held by your soft silky thighs. I moan slightly as you m...
Ok so here is the story of our first meeting with another man. This happened in December 2013. After a long time talking about it, me and the wife finally met up with a man in a local hotel bar and treated him to a viewing of my wife. A little back story on us first, at the time I was 30 and my wife was 25 and we had been married for 6 months. Saturday af...
The first time I met you, I was immediately taken with your sense of ownership of the room. You commanded respect and exuded such a presence, you were impossible not to notice. With dark hair, neatly trimmed and clean-shaven with intelligent brown eyes, you were my definition of sexy. And you didn't notice me at all. Fast forward a year and we meet again w...
Jamie sat in his plane seat annoyed, annoyed that the stewardess mistook him for a girl, annoyed that the baby behind him had been crying for hours and annoyed that he only had a single earplug rendering it useless. He was always teased for his looks, but he just grew accustomed to the teasing. As a matter of fact he was glad of his appearance it was because...
"Oh shit, I shouldn't drink so much," Sarah giggled as she stumbled through the front door of her apartment, dropping her keys on the table and kicking her shoes under it. The short drive from the bar had made her thankful that she lived so close to the downtown, but had done little to sober her up. Thank God all the cops were too busy busting transients and...
His mind's eye drifted along a cobbled path dappled with foot-crunched snow. The world looked like a Thomas Kincaid painting. Golden light emanated through antique glass windows of the picturesque cottage as his wandering vision-scape rejoined him bodily. Their bed was the sort of warm it gets when snowflakes melt on windowpanes heated by the fire in the he...
Bryce Dallas Howard and Jessica Chastain were in the bedroom at Jessica's home. They had worked together before on The Help, and became close friends on the set, and now they were both offered parts in another movie, this time as sisters, so they decided to get together with a bottle of wine, and go over the script. "Sister," Jessica read, "know that, no ma...
It was many years ago when a friend, a recovering alcoholic, showed her a wall hanging that was the basis for any twelve step recovery program. It read:"Today is the first day of the rest of your life". Now here she was, all dressed up, standing, waiting, collared and blindfolded with only the sounds of classical music to accompany the butterflies playing d...
He was looking forward to going to Verna. It could only be for a limited time but there would be other visits. Even traveling a considerable distance, he thought it well worth the time, there was no sacrifice. Eventually, Verna started to come into view; he slowed his approach and savoured the anticipation, smiling at the butterfly sensation in his stomach....
It was almost 8:00 and seasonably dark, winter's cold leaking in through the slightly open sunroof of her car. She had the stereo playing loud, drowning out the traffic and distractions in her mind. Her music was varied, and tonight's drive-time soundtrack was effectively provocative. She danced with her shoulders as she pressed on the accelerator and steere...