I enjoy writing stories and getting comments from readers about them but so far, all the comments have been from men. I know there must be women like me who read erotic stories. How about letting me know what you think ladies? Thanks. We were always friends. Even today if you asked me what our relationship was I’d tell you we were friends, just friends....
I kept glancing down at the temperature gauge on the old Dodge I was driving. The thing had a tendency to overheat on hot days and the day had certainly been that. Now it was almost 9 PM and it was still hot as blazes out, so I was headed for a nice cool bar and some drinks with ice in them. My apartment had an air conditioner but it was one of those swamp...
I hadn't gone out much lately. But my divorce had left me a little downtrodden, and I didn't have the kids this weekend, so I decided to suck down a few beers out at a local bar instead of getting drunk at home. I was sitting at the bar when she came up to me. I am white and middle-aged, and although I made a decent living, I fit in pretty well with the loc...
You were sitting in the bar alone, having a beer when you felt me staring at you. I was across the room in a booth facing your table with my back against the wall and my body turned towards you. I was also alone. You were admiring the shapely legs that were carelessly parted as I pulled one leg up onto the booth seat so that I could sit sideways. The short...
Three young women looking for a fun night, walked into the only drinking establishment, within a half hour's drive, where they could buy a beer. One faction of residents of the small farming community had repeatedly defeated the other faction's attempts to turn the county from 'dry' to 'wet'. Adjacent to the dry county was another county that also did not...
It was nearing sunset and the workday was drawing to a close. He was just in the process of closing the bar up when he looked out towards the beach. A single girl was walking slowly along the shore, slowly, even languidly. From this distance, it was hard to see with any detail what she looked like. She was walking in the sand barefooted, sandals in her hand....
Welcome to Honey Hollow! Scenically located on the shores of (REDACTED great lake), we're a lovely port city of 75,000 inhabitants. Now, we might not have breathtaking mountains lined with chalets and ski resorts, nor do we have a charming riverwalk overlooking a mighty river, and we aren't the perfect setting for higher learning. So what do we have for you,...
Most of my stories are written for my wife's reading pleasure. She sometimes is the character and others she is not. Most are written from an aspect that places her there or gives her the most realism that I can possibly give. I hope you enjoy. 1 I'm sitting here with the aroma of fine leather, cedar plank floors and Yankee candles bombarding my senses. A...
Abigail kicked the autumn leaves at her feet like a child. The wind swirled between the tall concrete buildings and rustled the branches of the now skeletal trees in the quad. Abigail drew her heavy woolen jacket around her and turned her back to the wind. She considered sitting on the wooden bench, haphazardly placed and seldom used, but instead continued h...
All the characters in the story are above 18. If you like the story, please give your valuable feedback. Thank you. *** It was so cold outside, just opening the door to the bar I felt a whoosh of warm air, noise, and the smells of beer and popcorn pour out over my body. Sighing with pleasure I walked into the bar, letting the warmth surround me, glancing a...