It was going to be one of those nights where she could get carried away by the music. Some nights were like that - none of the conversation or rustling or clinking of bottles and glasses ever reached her; totally captured by the piano she could float. From where he sat in the half-lit embrace of his table, he watched her play, a small smile curving his mout...
Jimmy stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. He dried himself hastily, so his shoulder length hair was still wet as he slipped into his robe and made his way to the bedroom. The clock on the wall told him he was going to be late. "Shit," he said. "Better get a move on". He opened the wardrobe and selected his clothes for the evening. A cream suit,...
Next day I had that experience of having woken from a dream, grasping at a memory but unable to reach it. I was in the shower before I was able to coherently remember the team night out, and make a timeline out of what had happened. Not how or why it had happened. I couldn't make sense of that, but definitely what. I have no illusions about my desirabilit...
My wife, Marg and I had known Don and Suzy for three or four years. Ever since we found our mountain cabin through another agent, they have been giving us a hard time about not going through them. Don is medically retired from the military, something with his heart. Suzy sells real estate near our second home. My wife got another promotion at her firm so we...
“Angel, there’s Fedex for you.” And for a second you are numb. For a second the office fades away, and all of the world reduces itself to the envelope being held out to you. It is Him. You just know it. He needs you. With a less than steady hand you reach out and take the envelope, signing for it. When the courier has left your desk, you sit for a moment,...
"Breakfast is ready, Mistress." Mora turned over in the bed and smiled. "Thank you. I will be down shortly." Marlar nodded and, turning sharply on her heel, exited the room, the petticoats of her skirt swishing slightly. Mora yawned and slipped from between the sheets. The maid costume really was a cute touch. It seemed to accent Marlar's dark skin and ey...
Charlotte was a married woman who enjoyed writing erotic tales inspired by her own personal experiences with other men outside her marriage. Her husband knew she was seeing other men, just like he was seeing other women. They had a very open marriage sexually since neither of them could satisfy the other. She had a very high sex drive, and he had a very low...
The time had finally come. You were going to fly to Miami and take my virginity. We had planned to go out to dinner and then come back to my house, but we had a change of plans. Your plane was delayed and you would be flying in an hour later. I hadn't yet dressed when I got a phone call from you. "The plane's coming a bit later and it'll be too late for dinn...
Michael arrived back at our house after the first meeting with the wedding planner. Michael loved Danielle slightly more than all the other girls he had been out with which seemed to qualify her for marriage but he was sure sick of bridesmaids dresses already. Michael loosened his collar and dumped the portfolio on the hall table. It was still hot out and Mi...
A story for ruby. In order to know virtue, we must first acquaint ourselves with vice. - Marquis de Sade Ruby gently slid on one of her black stay up stockings and smiled, reflecting on what she thought might transpire this evening. She was going to meet Tiberius for, what he had indicated, an evening of adventure. She had received her instructions in an e...