She looked at the clock, though it was hardly necessary, she knew it had been precisely 25 minutes since he had let her know that he was on his way home. Being punctual was something that had always been a point of pride with her. As usual, she had spent the day doing her keeping the house arranged, something she took a great deal of pleasure doing. Today,...
When you come home from work, I am standing with my feet spread at least two feet apart in the middle of the living room. I am wearing the clothing that you laid out for me before you left. Tonight, that means nothing more than my burgundy lace nightgown with spaghetti straps. I have my hands behind my back, and my eyes are on the floor, just as you have ord...
It is a cold, winters Friday night. My parents have decided to take the kids for the weekend to bake Christmas cookies and other fattening good stuff you eat during the winter months. My husband John is physician's assistant and I am a medical biller. We met on the job 5 years ago. Unfortunately, word got around of our dating and I was let go. I did find a j...
Well, no one could say he didn't try. How many times had he tried to wriggle his way out of this trip.... 3...4 perhaps? Why couldn't he just tell them the truth? Why couldn't he simply explain to his superiors that this weekend was the 1 year anniversary of Wanda leaving him for that fuck-faced weasel! Well, no need to start getting all angry and bitter no...
(Author's Note: I wonder how Sagia would react if I tried this little hygiene experiment with her in real life! Once again, I mean no disrespect. Enjoy!) * Sagia Castaneda suddenly stepped forward in the giant shower/bathtub, the porcelain floor of it dripping with soap. She winked at me and sidled around to Pitbull, whispering in his ear. Suddenly burstin...
After the absolute worst day, I found myself waiting for a bus under a shelter in the pouring rain. Out of nowhere, a truck zoomed-by and a wall of water rose up from the street and soaked me from head to toe. I stood there on the verge of tears. It was a perfectly miserable ending to a perfectly miserable day. Above the noise of the traffic and the falling...
The Steward was a married woman of average height but nice clothing. She was clearly paid well. She always had a small, metal board style abacus hanging from her belt, along with a wax tablet and a stylus kept safe in a leather case. On this chilly morning, Rahela and her maids-in-waiting followed this Steward over to one of the gates in the castle's outerm...
This is one of my older stories, but hopefully it's still enjoyable. It was written for the following prompt: A sorceress wants to seduce her paladin bodyguard. The only issue is that her paladin bodyguard is also a woman and her oaths prevent her from having sex with other women. "Oh, by all the gods, let the place have a bath," Alyssa moaned. "A week co...
I wasn't sure if it was the rocking of the boat or the stifling heat woke me from a troubled sleep. My entire body was bathed in sweat and the sheets on my bunk were damp with my perspiration. Anchored out like that, with no generator running the air conditioner didn't work. Although the hatch was open, there just wasn't enough breeze to push any wind curren...
Letter 9 Monday. Subdued, after the storm. Dear V. Tonight I choose to remember contentment, not longing. And anticipate the future that will contain again what happened in the past. Feeling unclean, I await another bath, like those you often give me. You do everything, run the water, adjust the temperature, see to the soap, and finally take my clothes...