"Ashlyn! You're just the woman I wanted to see, please come in." The slender girl paused for a moment in the entry-way into the penthouse apartment, the sheer size and luxury of the place stunning her. Mr. Goodsmith certainly had money, he could certainly impress. He was just as impressed himself by her low-cut black dress, hanging off both shoulders and d...
It was one of the hottest days of the year and I was sitting in my air conditioned apartment staring at the computer screen trying to think of something erotic to write. But I was having the worst case of writer's block of my career. I would start a story and then couldn't finish because I just wasn't inspired by the plot, the characters or the worst thing o...
The sun is glowing golden like most spring or fall evenings. I feel the coolness of the breeze stir the hairs at the nape of my neck. The grass is cold on my bare legs, and the crinkle of the leaves as the wind rushes gentle through them make me shiver with excitement. The soft pink anticipation of sunset is just starting to creep up on the horizon in the sa...
The library was almost empty, but that wasn't really surprising. It was 3 o'clock in the morning and she didn't even know what she was doing there. A girl like her? She should be out on a Friday night with friends- not studying for the fifth night in a row. She wasn't the type, but somehow she was still there. Studying. Bored. Wishing she were anywhere else...
Here I was, standing out in the hallway wearing nothing but a long blue terrycloth robe. The door in front of me had the words "Art Dept." stenciled on the frosted glass. What am I doing here, I thought to myself. I know I’m broke, but do I need the money that bad? Just as I was about to walk away, a hand from inside the room grabbed me. "There you are, Jim...
Hollywood! Finally a chance to rub elbows with the stars. Or at least that's what I thought. I had been trudging around Hollywood "hotspots" two weeks and the closest I'd been to a celebrity was a Gary Coleman look-a-like at a Starbucks. Needless to say, I was disappointed. This was my only vacation from a crappy job, and I had wasted it chasing stars to no...
Hello all. So here is part two of my story. I'm definitely thinking of more parts to this, I loved writing it! Please give me feedback and comment below! I love hearing what people think of this! Thanks all! ***** As I turned the corner onto our street I noticed that the bedroom lights were on. "I guess Oliver got back at last with the electric, no...
I've felt for a long time now that I should give my perspective on the events and theories that have developed surrounding my wife Diane and our marriage. First of all, as her husband, I take absolutely no credit for her professional work, and won't attempt to add to it. As a PhD, her academic research is hers and hers alone, no matter if I drink Black men's...
I am 42 years of age and from Singapore where there's lots of Indians, Paki and Bangladesh come to work. My husband of 15 years, is an agent supplying foreign workers to construction companies and me sort of helping him as a secretary cum accounts. He is mildly mannered when he is sober but when he had too much to drink, he would sometimes abused me which as...
Jack and Diane left the Vette in the parking lot and headed for check in before booking it to the beach. The warm sand felt wonderful on their feet, and the sun was baking a long winter out of their bones. As they passed a hot dog stand on the way to a more secluded part of the beach, Diane suggested that Jack get a hot dog. She reminded him how he got whe...