The lovely brunette attached the hooks on her bra and was reaching for her pants when she saw her reflection in the mirror and paused. Her hair was soaking wet from the shower, she had on no makeup and she was in a hotel bathroom, the man who had invited her asleep on the other side of the door. Just over an hour after meeting him in the bar downstairs, Sele...
I had just turned fifty a few months ago, in the spring. My husband works long periods in the Middle East, in the construction business. He comes home for a week every seven weeks or so - six weeks on, one week off. My one boy graduated college this year and my other is taking a second gap year before starting college. Right now he spends most of the year up...
Sunday—Requiem I don't know how long I slept, but I woke much more rested than the night before. I think the previous two days had exhausted all of us, including our Mistress. What finally awakened me was the sound of lots of activity at the head of the four poster bed. A six foot wooden frame with a pulley suspended from the top rail was in place. I hadn'...
Sarah smiled with anticipation thinking about the night ahead with Professor Greg. He had taken her completely the last time they were together but now that she was aware of his game she knew she would win this round for sure. After their "encounter" she had found a note from Professor Greg in her student mailbox asking her to dinner at his house at seven th...
My gratitude to Creativetalent for her help and advice. Miss Mabel - a story in six parts. Part 6. The consequences of a letter. After two months at my lodgings at Boscastle Street, the front sitting room had been tacitly recognised as my province, at least in the evenings and weekends. I could write letters and check accounts at the bureau-bookcase, whic...
I was ridiculously nervous, and had talked myself out of coming here at least a dozen times both before and after I cancelled my previous plans. "Shit!" I yelled and hit the steering wheel. I closed my eyes, took several deep breaths, and got out of the car. I rang the doorbell and fidgeted, waiting for it to be answered. Aaron opened the door, smiling, and...
*Editing magic performed by Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This tale is a bit tongue and cheek as well as kinky, so be warned.* *Are regrets really worth the trouble?* {No sex this chapter ~ just character building stuff} [THINGS AREN'T QUITE THE WAY I THOUGHT THEY'D BE] It was Monday afternoon and I felt...
I have always been an overly sexual person, I mean I can make the ALPHABETS sexual. If I had my way I would have sex anywhere from 3 to 6 times a day, everyday and all day. IT is unfortunate though that I have yet to find a man or woman who can keep up with me, but I damn near came close once. His name was Lawrence, he was tall, dark and handsome, just the...
On the train heading south toward the airport to meet Riley for the first time in six months, I thought about what it would be like to finally be held in his arms again. A pilot, I said to myself, shaking my head as I did. Staring out at the passing Atlanta scenery, I smiled to myself as I listened to Floetry sing "Butterflies" to me through my headphones. S...
From the Private Memoirs of Edward Cullen It is now November 2011 and my long-awaited nuptials with the lovely (shall I say delicious) Bella Swan have passed. We are on this romantic private island off the coast of Brasil and we are about to experience our marital, carnal enjoyment. Oh, a vampire/human affair has not been without travail! Firstly, my...