Victoria was a stay at home housewife. At 23 she married her husband Gordon 18 months ago. Gordon was 23 years her senior and she was a trophy wife. Gordon was a high-powered executive for a large bank and after years of bachelorhood need a wife to look good on his arm whenever a social event warranted it. The other reason he married such a young woman was b...
TRANSFORMING DREAMS TO REALITY (TDTR) It is now 1000hrs and I am waiting at the Arrival Hall. The thought of seeing you after so long thrills me much. I have been pacing to and fro impatiently for the past hour, looking at my watch and the arrival updates on the screen, for your arrival. Though your plane had touched down minutes ago, it seems like ages. Ho...
This is a true story about the first time I met the most amazing man. After we met, we had a long term affair for almost two years, some of the happiest times of my life. Batman, as promised, this is for you. The year I turned 30, I met the man I was going to marry. For various reasons I was desperate to get hitched and make babies. I chose badly. Fast forw...
Warm peony and toasted vanilla soaks swiftly into my cool, damp skin. It softens and scents to my pleasure. After slipping out of the soapy bath I wish we'd shared, jet lag aside, I feel as fresh as morning. Still in the hotel waiting for him to be through with the machine gun interviews. Hours before, though, he didn't seem to be stressing. Knew he'd handle...
The warm water of the shower rained down on my head and washed over my body. I just stood there, kind of in my own cone of silence, trying to get my head around the business of the day. There was work to do, but oh, how I wanted to just get back in bed with Rebecca. A little nap, a little nookie. Nookie, I thought. There's a word you don't hear much anymor...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. * The one thing that pleased Jack Brewer the most, since he had taken his early retirement package, was the time to fin...
Sunday Morning. I woke to strange noises. Raised voices, indistinct, mixed with the noise of out-board engines and then a louder throb of a ferry. I was in his bed in another house, the big house by the water. His right arm was across my body I found the hand and pulled it to my breast. I drifted a little, comfortable and warm. His body fitted mine in a lov...
The music was blasting from the old stereo they had set up on the back porch of the tiny cottage. It had been several years since they had all been together, celebrating like this. When they had been in high school, these Friday night parties had been a given. Everyone knew that Brittany's father left the house at promptly 6:30p.m on Friday's to make his shi...
Steve lay on his bed, naked, reading a rather racy and humorous paperback concerning the exploits of a reluctant philanderer. Steve was waiting for his wife to emerge from the bathroom. When she did, he looked up expectantly, his cheerful and ever hopeful erection only causing her to sigh in mock despair, hands on hips of her stunning and equally naked body....
The night was just about over; the bartender had announced last call five minutes ago and most of Phil's friends had left. He and two of his friends, a married couple were finishing up their last drinks. They were accustomed to Phil sticking it out through the end of the night with them, often finding a way to link up with an old girlfriend who would drive h...