It was February the thirteenth, and Cupid was depressed. After years of trying, Psyche, the nympho from down the street, had finally agreed to go on a date with him. The problem was that she wanted to go out on Valentine's Day, the only day of the year he absolutely had to work. There was no way he could help the mortals fall in love and have time for a trys...
Alex woke up first and lay silent. She was disappointed in herself for having given in to her desires but ... she looked over at the handsome, sexy man who slept peacefully next to her ... she couldn't resist him. He had been a complete gentleman for almost a week proving to her that his love reached beyond the physicality and extended into the spiritual ess...
I never thought I would ever feel the way I do about any man before until Jim came into my life. I was a picked on as a kid, which carried over to high school, which meant I didn't have not one single date in school. There were attractive guys in my class as well as for the upper classmen and even some underclassmen but if I expressed any interest in any of...
Hard to believe that first wonderful weekend together as a new family was only a year ago. Andy is even celebrating our anniversary with us this time. Our new and improved relationship with him has been a little challenging to say the least. We all had to figure out through trial and error how this new thing between us would work between the three of us. Aft...
Jan knew that he was holding her closer than was appropriate. But it was not close enough. There were too many layers of clothes between them. And a room full of strangers exceeded even his exhibitionist tendencies. He wanted desperately to be alone with this woman once more. But he knew once would not be enough. Not even having her in his bed, the next ni...
Driving home from work, sipping a Cinnamon Red Bull. It had been a stressful day. I'm the new supervisor, amazed at how much work I can get done with a crew of technicians and engineers. It's a perfect job for a female, I find, multi-tasking and empathy and balancing the passive and the aggressive. All of the men I find easy to work with - even those resis...
When she entered his bedroom for the first time she noticed something long, thin and black with a dark rectangular piece of material at one end lying on his white duvet. On closer inspection she could see it was a riding crop. She smiled, bit her lip in anticipation and felt her juices starting to flow again. 'After our evening together on Monday, I thought...
This is not intended as a standalone story. It is a 'second page' to my story. The Painting. I suppose you could read this as a standalone, but you would miss a lot. All of the character development and theme of the story is in The Painting. That theme being of Cancer and one man's recovery and the path back to his life and relationships. Page two is more Ja...
Again, thanks to SoCalCynic who kindly edited this story as well as the previous. ********** Erica Fitzgerald awoke with a start. The high pitched ring of her mobile could have brought a bear out of hibernation. 'Fuck's sake...' she sighed in exhaustion, although she didn't usually encourage swearing. It had been weeks since she'd slept properly; ther...
Tom was waiting for Denise in the hotel lobby. He stood and smiled as the doors slid open and she came inside. He looked approvingly at her in her tight jeans and crushed silk top. He wasn't the only man paying close attention. She smiled warmly as their eyes met. "Hi." he said as he reached for the backpack she was carrying. "Hi." she replied with a gigg...