When my wife first introduced me to her college friend Lucy, Lucy explained that many Koreans take an "American" name. I didn't and still don't know if this is true or not. Lucy was an odd woman. She was extremely talkative, barely 5 feet tall, pudgy in a lumpy sort of way, highly intelligent, and if the stories my wife told me could be believed, she was a t...
The sun was warm against their skin, in contrast to the icy air, as they entered the park. It was quiet there and the recent snowfall had been left undisturbed; a few footprints from birds and other wildlife were the only visible signs of life in the otherwise virgin and pristine white. She was an attractive red-head with sparkling green eyes that danced wi...
He had spent the last week of the spring break as a guest at the home of a friend and teammate from University. Both he and his friend were on football scholarships and were majoring in academics and physical education. He was unaware until he arrived at their home that his friend had a twin sister. She was absolutely beautiful and it seemed like she was bef...
"You did what?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I looked at my friend, Jenny, in disbelief. "I followed Mark...and I saw what I saw." Jenny looked down at her hands. "You followed my husband. Why?" I sat down on the couch beside her. "You said you were wondering if he was screwing around. So, I followed him." She reached down and took her cell phon...
"Thanks for a lovely date, angel," he said as he walked her up to the door of her apartment. He watched as she fiddled with the lock on her door; it had a tricky lock he usually opened for her, but tonight he was in the mood for watching her bottom wiggle as she worked at it. The way her skirt moved over her bum and hips as she did certainly was a lovely vie...
Please give me the support of your vote. * A real ego booster, Susan writes a non-erotic story for her to read when she's down in the dumps and depressed. I have lots of qualities that I'm proud and glad to have. Whenever I think of my God given gifts, my inherited attributes, and my inherent qualities, those thoughts of self-realization, albeit somewhat...
I've got a real history of going looking for trouble. That's what dawned on me the next day, as I gathered my tangled hair into a ponytail and wiggled myself back into my jeans. I had come looking for trouble, hadn't I? I knew what would happen if I came here, but I did it anyway. The truth was, I wanted this, and as I gathered my belongings, I felt a thrill...
Robin cried as I drove. We hadn't said a word to each other as we left. I drove to my house. She didn't tell me where to drive. She didn't ask me where I was going. We left her car at the apartment complex. She didn't need to drive. She needed to be taken care of. When I pulled into my garage and turned the engine off, she unbuckled her seatbelt and hugged...
Putting the note and the petals in the top drawer of my desk, I opened my laptop and Skyped my roommate. We talked for almost an hour before I started feeling too tired to continue. A hot shower and fresh knickers later I slipped into a restless sleep. The next day followed almost the same routine as the day before, except that I didn't smoke nearly as muc...
I stood in the dark, Jessika still in bed behind me, as I stared at Jessi's last text message, the one that had followed pictures of her with another young blonde, Amara. The pictures included one of Jessi and Amara kissing, one of Jessi fondling Amar's exposed breast, and one of Jessi's sucking on her companion's nipple. The text message that had followed...