As she walked, Patience Gardiner was a bit surprised to find herself remembering passion. She could call it that now though she would have not then. She had been raised, as was proper, to think of these things modestly, if at all. That morning when he had stroked her hip she had crossed her legs very firmly and turned her face into the pillow even as he touc...
The sun dipped below the skyline of Manhattan as my taxi pulled up to the terminal at JFK. I reflected on the symbolism but felt nervous enough not to dwell on it for long. I was to meet you for the first time, my correspondent of long standing. We had been exchanging electronic letters for eighteen months. We had finally talked on the phone and planned this...
There is a small town in Switzerland, Obunsbach, that is known for it's fine candies. Indeed, one of the first recorded "sweets shop" is in Obunsbach, selling a honey sugared square of pastry. From the simple pastries to the fanciest of confectioneries, if it is made, it is made better in Obunsbach. This includes their world renown chocolate. Ah yes, 'Ob...
Burning the late night oil in the form of his Lightning bug jar James Ian Pryce finally settles back with the hard bound book Cameron Scott had brought back over a week ago. Never seeming to find the time to look it over. One thing after another calling him away. He wanted to dig in due to being a History buff. This book looked ancient. Yet, well preserved....
It was just after last New Years when she had finally decided to go on one of the online dating sights. Her sister had been encouraging her for several years to do it. The first one she tried sucked her right in. It was a blast shopping for guys. But after almost a whole year nothing had even come close to the kind of attraction she had hoped to feel for som...
Tale #25 – If you're not with the one you love, love the one you're with It has been a long week, it has been a week I had not been looking forward too, it has been a week I dreaded to see arrive, Jules was going out of town on a romantic trip to Florida with her husband David. How could she say no? He has stood by her side throughout some lonely, trying,...
My RedHeaded Muse asked me for a story, and how could I deny her this... or anything? Why do hotel suites all look the same? It doesn't matter whether it's Marriott's, Sheraton, or whatever. They all make you forget where you are, which city, which time zone. But I knew exactly which time zone, it was Eastern Standard Time, this wasn't the Australian versio...
Janet, my wife of 25 years, is a beautiful, all-American, ex-school teacher with incredible green eyes. She is the ivory soap "girl next door" and a walking fantasy for any guy who yearns for a woman who is as wholesome as she is hot. We have had some great sex over the years...the time on Cape Cod where she went pantiless to an Irish bar and we wound up d...
Jeanne was in a funk. Joe had broken a long planned commitment for dinner to go out of town on business. A call to Arley further darkened her mood as he was also already booked. Fuck it, she thought, and decided to go to the gym take out her foul humor on a stair master and free weights. She put on her tightest spandex shorts and a halter-top. Examining her...
Today had been a crappy day. One of those ones that made her hate society and crave the forest. She'd been working all day, trying to sell her hand made jewelery and so far she had only received the bored glances of the busy bodies who passed by. "Just one of those days Lark, keep calm and move on" she coached herself, knowing that she'd lose her cool if s...