In the small New England college where I taught English, every professor was also required to take on the coaching of a sport or extra-curricular activity. I took on Drama since I had always loved the theatre. We did only one big production a semester, and the one for that semester was to be "West Side Story," a huge undertaking because of the size of the c...
Author's Note: All characters in this story are 18 years old or older, including those in high school or graduating. This is a story by adults for adults about adults. * By far the most insane year of my life started on the last day of high school. All of us seniors had been let out of our last classes early and we'd filled up the Common Area, sitting aro...
"This evening is just perfect," my smiling wife exclaims from across the table we were sharing at an upscale restaurant. Smiling back at her glowing, beautiful face I couldn't agree more. "It is a nice night out, isn't it?" I muse as I take another bite of prime rib, savoring the flavor of the still bloody slab of meat on my plate. "And so quiet too! . ....
Miranda got home even later than usual. It had been one of those days where she wanted to do nothing more than just jump right into bed and sleep straight through until morning, but she couldn't. Not tonight. She stared at the digital clock on her bedside table; 9:35 PM. That meant that he'd be showing up soon, as he got off work at 10:00. She switched on h...
Do you ever have that feeling that you can anticipate what's going to happen next, and there's not a darn thing that you can do about it? And it isn't pretty. In fact it's downright embarrassing! The type of embarrassment that's going to haunt you for weeks because all of your friends won't stop mentioning it to you, bringing it up at every opportunity, repe...
At the end of "Wasted Years" the older gentleman and the much younger woman had finally fallen asleep in a huge hammock outside their cottage, following a night of festive dining and drinking. The author strongly suggests that you read the first segment before this one. Decades of habit caused my eyes to open with the first rays of the sun. You were lying n...
Day 2 Continued "So what shall we do now?" asked Sara, still glowing from the fuck session with the handsome older couple. "I don't know. I kind of feel like getting a drink." "Well, there are plenty of bars and clubs here. Let's check the directory." On the wall in the kitchen next to the courtesy phone was a small open topped file box with a book insid...
Her voice rose to a crescendo as the audience sat apparently awed by the power of the human voice. A few passages back I had sang a very fast-paced part which really took all my concentration to do well. It also contained some really high notes, straining even my tenor voice. During practice I had almost failed to give that particular passage its proper inte...
I kept my bikini bottom and heels on during the silent ride back. Louis, of course, took advantage of this, noticeably admiring my shapely gams and provocatively-encased feet. He kept his hand on my right thigh the whole journey, caressing it unhurriedly, and occasionally venturing next to my pussy lips. I, in turn, looked at him adoringly probably the entir...
"You're kidding, right Dave?" Jake stared at the cell phone in his hand and shook his head in disbelief, the exasperation evident in his voice. "You know I have that damn story due on Friday, I can't go out tonight." "Come on Jake, it's Saturday night. You have a whole week to finish your paper," said Dave. Jake held the phone away from his ear. Dave was...