She had a Cheshire smile. It was meant for me and no one else in the crowded room. It made the bar lights dim as they considered the futility of their existence. It was a smile that kept secrets. She sat down beside me at a miraculously open stool. The working girls at the end of the bar wilted visibly; several looked like they were considering a career ch...
Back in the cave of Montserrat, every eye was focused on Apollo, dazed and dripping in the middle of the pool. His head throbbing and his mind temporarily blank from the hit it took on the bottom of the pond, as his eyes focused on his surroundings he gulped. Reaching back to his shoulder, he gulped even harder as he realized his bow and quiver of arrows wer...
Esther Howard had let her prim and upright, well-to-do upbringing rule her life for long enough. Now freed from a stale marriage by divorce and in her fifties, she felt a strange excitement at her new liberty, no longer caring about the people with whom she had had to conform with in staid ignorance, at the behest of her equally well-to-do husband and the bo...
My name is Nolan. This story is fictional. Events portrayed did not occur. Working in New York City, I had been spending a lot of my free time in a jazz club not far from the office I worked in, proofing advertisements. I was not necessarily a dedicated jazz fan, but most of the time it was hard to ignore the sounds one could hear on the street if it was q...
We were new in the neighborhood having moved into our house only a few weeks prior, so meeting Jan and Lenny was a great opportunity to begin making friends here. They lived a little further down our street so we saw them practically every day after Gary Swartz had introduced us. To start with it was just a wave from Lenny as he pushed his electric ‘Flymo’ o...
George falls in love and learns a life lesson in going green on Earth Day. George Murphy celebrated New Year's Eve, Super Bowl Sunday, St. Patrick's Day, and every weekend the same way, by guzzling cases of beer with his friends, while watching sports on his big screen TV. Able to afford the luxury, not really needing the few dollars he'd receive back from...
Sharon was still dozing when I woke up. I gently got out of bed as not to wake her and put on one of the complimentary hotel robes and went to the full kitchen of my suite. I got the coffee going and went around collecting Sharon's clothes that were strewn all about the room as she discarded them last night. I put them in a pile on the couch and decided it w...
The candles on Lauren's dining room table were lit. She had rice and broccoli on two separate plates, an open space left for the salmon that had a few more minutes to cook. She checked it once more before closing the oven and running to her bedroom in just her stockings, garter belt and mesh black panties with red lace trim designed to look like roses. Her l...
This story could fit in many categories, including reluctance and erotic couplings. I put it in Loving Wives because the comments in this section are always so much "fun." _______________________ For centuries romance authors, and others, have maintained that there is a fine line between romantic love and hate. Up until now that assumption has been based...
(Author's Note: Dedicated to the incomparable EyeofSerpent: may your tapestry find the immortality it so richly deserves) She bent down and touched the water. It was warm. She smiled wide because Everyone knows the water near the mouth of the Amazon is as cool as the Atlantic. But it was warm to her. As warm as His touch. She laughed. Loudly. Touched her...