Hitting an immense pothole snapped her back to reality. Becoming lost in fantasy seemed to be a common occurrence these days. Madeline smiled, riding the coattails of a fond memory. She quickly checked herself in the rear-view mirror, fluffed her dark brown curls and thought confidently that her hazel eyes (one of her best features) looked especially bright...
This story has elements of 'The process' in it as well as a reference to Michelle's love for the baritone voice of a black man, in particular, Barry White, as referenced in 'Meeting Me at the Ritz -- Part 2'. While the story stands on its own you may want to read the others first and then pick up where they leave off. I appreciate your comments (this story...
To the literary purists – As with all my stories, I act in the role of narrator. This is a short story specifically designed to fit on one page. As such, there is no character development and no witty dialogue. I am not writing the next great novel. If another contributor would like to add names and dialogue and use this as an outline, go ahead. Improbable,...
The red glow from the digital clock infused a tall glass of ice cubes with its radiant glow as I poured two shots of Crown Royal Rye. Seven o'clock. I savoured the aroma of the Rye for a moment, and then filled the rest of the glass with Coke and wondered what I was going to do—it was New Year's Eve. I picked up the phone and dialed Ann's number. Ann was...
She still looks so beautiful to me. Even after almost a decade together, my wife is the sexiest woman in my eyes. Maybe it's because I know how dirty she can be when she really let's go and how much she likes to be used very roughly, when she's in the mood. Maybe it's the underlying energy that subtly radiates these deep secrets about her only to those sensi...
I seem to have an affliction that causes me to enjoy seeing the love of my life been taken in the biblical sense. No not just taken, but taken with the full blessing of myself, my other half and I may add, absolutely enjoyed by all. I later found that the chaise was also a major part of the game. Many of my Partners, (and there have been a few), were very s...
It was a beautiful day in California as usual. The four friends decided to spend the afternoon together having a cookout and some adult conversation. Sed sat on the picnic table in her short cut offs and barely there halter-top. The hot sun pierced down on her big tits, causing beads to build up. As Mike turned the steaks he caught her out of the corner of h...
The day the government of Canada granted me refugee status marked the first day I ever experienced freedom. For in the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, as you may well know, women are not free. We're not free to move about when and where we want, nor can we control our fates. We're forever at the mercy of the men in our lives, first our fathers and then our husbands...
About the same time Chris was asking Hayley his questions about her relationship with Michael, Michael was asking his own questions to Debi. They retired to the master Bedroom not long after departing Chris and Hayley's company. Michael stood in the center of the room, looking down at Debi with mixed emotions. Debi sat on the edge of the king size bed. She w...
I have a problem, ...and her name is Ann. The problem is that I have always taken marriage vows very seriously. I thought when I got married that I would never, ever, cheat. A funny thing happened on the way to turning 40; I met Ann. There are two problems with that. The first is that Ann and I became very good friends, and we became attracted to each other...