***Thank you for your comments. I tried to work on the grammar and tense as well as make the chapter longer. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 3 October and November fly by as I quickly integrated myself. I am one of the youngest doctors on staff but one of the best. Senior doctors asked for me to scrub in on some of the more serious sur...
After the night Emma sucked my dick, I tried to avoid her for awhile. She apparently sensed I needed the space and didn't push the envelope but didn't stop dressing as she did either. My wife had no idea what was going on but I felt guilty so I initiated sex more than usual. My wife wore a lot of leather out and about too but even at 30 was a bit more tone...
Dozing. That deliciously indescribable feeling that one gets when one groggily fights up from the depths of sleep, neurons struggling to fire awake the mind and command the body once more to move, muscle by muscle, out of the warm cocoon of the flannel sheets to fight on yet another day. That delicious moment when I momentarily shake the hanging cobwebs from...
We're in Cornell's Olin library, a huge concrete breadbox of a building with 7 floors. It's about 9pm on a Sunday. Just enough people in the library to make things interesting. Taking the elevator to the 4th floor, we tumble out and look hastily around for any observers, our hands all over each other. You're wearing a skirt that goes to about mid-thigh, and...
Junko stepped into the room and rebolted the door. "How is my disgusting little pervert doing, Mayumi?" "His ass is one hot little fuckhole." "Oh yes it is." And then they switched to Japanese- I knew that the customs officer was relating the tale of my humiliation and that Junko was laughing along as she told Mayumi of her encounter with me on the plane....
I know I'm going to hell for what I tried to do and what I did. I've learned to live with the guilt just as I live with the sad, sweet, depraved and glorious memories. I don't figure I'm ever going to get over either. And maybe that's my real hell. A few years ago I set my sights on Jasmine Pilcher, a most ordinary woman who came to my attention in a most...
I rolled over in bed and squinted my eyes to fend off the morning light. The sounds of life flowed in through the almost closed blinds. She was out there, somewhere. I pulled the pillow to my face, and could still catch the scent of her hair. I knew the sheets had not been changed in too long, much too long. Like every morning though, I left them where they...
I stepped up to her and gently kissed her on the lips, drew away and said softly, "I have loved you for a very long time." Jane looked into my eyes and said, "Where do we go from here?" I had secretly loved this woman and never knew what to do. I knew her husband was a shit and never gave her the attention she wanted/needed. Jane was a beautiful statuesque...
Surprisingly, I got a good nights sleep. It wasn't that late, the booze made it easy to go under, and I slept the whole night through. I must say, the hardon I woke up with took an inordinately long time to go down so I could empty my bladder. I kept seeing Janet bump at me in the dining room, felt her tongue in my ear, and remembered her smell. And, In all...
Sarah had been reading the personal ads for some time. She found them to be a source of entertainment until she saw one small ad that contained one sentence and a phone number. Looking for a woman who is not afraid to take risks in order to be a real woman. Call 555-1212. She smiled to herself and thought, "Well, it couldn't hurt to call it." And she slowl...