(The characters in this story are from the TV series "Tour of Duty". They are not mine but rather are the property of New World Entertainment. There is no sex in this story. It could fit into the "Non-erotic" category except I have used a fictional character in an attempt to express some of the feelings and thoughts that my Vietnam Veteran husband has shared...
My lovely pet, I remember when you were just 18 and you came home with that little scum bag. You thought you would show your ass by taking advantage of my good nature and drag him home with you. The only problem is, you forgot about our agreement. If you brought someone home that I didn't like, you had to be punished for it. Never mind that it was late in...
You've just come back from lunch to the office, and are heading for your desk... mind already on the work you have to do this afternoon. As you sit down, you can't help but feel the hint of air on your inner thighs as your skirt rides up slightly, and you smile as you remember the pleasure we shared the night before. Knowing we both wished it could have last...
He was shy, so she remained reserved in the bedroom. Her one fantasy was that they would try something new, exciting and wild. She wanted to test the limits...maybe some day. He took me by surprise as he slipped a blindfold over my eyes. Then he cuffed my hands and ankles spread eagle to the bed and left the room. My mind was reeling, I couldn't figure him...
Susan arrived at the airport early. The flight would not arrive for another 35 minutes. She paced nervously, as she thought about Mike. She had met Mike in a chat room her first week on literotica.com. They had a pretty steamy conversation which included her giving him a cyber blow job. They exchanged yahoo screen names and continued their conversations on a...
I met Monika in a chat room. Monika was (and still is) a sweet, funny, beautiful and sensual Rubenesque woman with brown eyes and long, thick brunette tresses. I was attracted to her from the beginning. And she was attracted to me. Unfortunately, she lived in another state. Had we lived closer to each other, I would have pursued a friendship with her in the...
I've always had a problem keeping my dick in my pants and for some reason, the more important each girl seemed in my life, the more likely I was going to be to cheat on her. After making a conscious effort to slow down and generally be more truthful (faithful), I found myself moving across the country to start a new life with the best girl of them all. What...
Oh how she loved to dance, dancing was the only way she knew how to get rid of the stress from the week. When she danced it was like all her responsibilities vanished and all that was left was the music and her. She could feel the thumping of the base line in her chest; it was like her heart was driving the music. She always went to the same club. Everybody...
Sitting at the bar, relaxing after a long week at work, you look around and eye the room. The usual collection of characters fill the room, almost all faces you recognize from work or just from the weekly ritual that you're all engaged in this evening. As you turn your attention back to your table, and to the banal conversation that your friends have been en...
I arrive from work in my best suit, tired from the commute but looking forward to seeing you, and as I slip quietly in the front door, I can hear the sounds of the Adagio from Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata being played on the piano in the living room. I walk slowly over to you, say nothing, but place my hands on your neck and give a little squeeze - you turn...