Ami sat at her desk thumbing through the sales records of the high-class 5th avenue corporation that she worked for. She was the executive sales manager, hired because of her expertise. That alone allowed her to travel to all parts of the globe. Many of these trips were to exotic places like Hawaii. She was often accompanied by her husband, William. She was...
"Oh my god!" a female voice said. Startled, Kyle covered his business with his hands. He had padded naked into the kitchen and to the refrigerator. "What the... Are you Rajan's cousin?" "Yes. I guess you're Kyle," the woman said in her lovely Indian accent. The woman sat on the sofa, holding her hand in front of her eyes. Her spreading fingers didn't q...
The building had her name on it. CLARE'S WORLD. Of course it did. It was her empire, built up from potholders sold at parties to a multibillion dollar "lifestyle industry." She understood people and knew how to get or make what they wanted. Her pots and pans were in the most upscale houseware stores. Her gardening boots were sold at Z-Mart. There were three...
My apologies to A Night at the Opera. Chico: So now I tell you how we fly to America. Translation: So now I tell you how we write porn in America. Chico: First time we start we getta half way and we run outa gasoline. And we gotta go back. Translation: First time we start we get a rich bitch and a rich hunk and put them in a small, dark room together. Pl...
When the car finally made its way up to the museum entrance, Michele was still splayed half naked on the back seat of the car, as Kincaid was slowly pulled her form fitting dress back down her body. When Michele was finally clothed, she tussled her long hair, after which she and Kincaid exited the car and said good-bye to Maurice, whom was scheduled to pick...
Part 2: Café Aphrodite This is the 2nd part of a 6 part story. Please read The Cottage –Arrival before reading this part. Once again special thanks to TRCIII for all of his help. I awoke the next morning to the aroma of bacon. I lay there for a few seconds, remembering the day before. I don't think I have awoken so horny in my life. Food was about the fart...
I'm so tired of the standard conference affair. The requisite drinks, dinner, gossip about the field, followed by a roll in the sack, and he, whoever he is, either spends the night and sneaks out in the morning, or sneaks out sometime in the night. Sometimes it's guys I've slept with before, sometimes they're new. But it's all so earnest and boring, not at a...
We don't get a lot of customers at Logan Books. The store is a dusty affair with dark wooden stacks. Dust dances in the air when light shines through the dirty windows. A book called Kama Sutra sits open on the shelf in front of me. The photograph shows the woman on top, her back arched, hair swinging, mouth agape, nipples erect, suspended in pleasure. He cu...
*Kahru, a young man who has inherited otherworld knowledge from his master, finds himself on the receiving end of an attack by a nearby living bear clan. They claimed he poisoned their wives but manages to convince them to let him help the sick. When the chief's daughter offers to help him he teaches her a little of what he knows, and ends up learning somet...
It was almost dark when I woke up from my dreams of sexy genies from peach penis bottles. With half-opened eyes I saw him sitting on my bedroom floor with a pile of books scattered around his knees. I never realized genies like to read, but I guess they do. He was obviously getting great satisfaction from the contents of my bookshelf and I didn't want to dis...