While it wasn't my intention to have this long a break between chapters, setting up the cliffhanger in the back of the cab was planned. Suffice it to say, the action picks up considerably in this chapter. As always, I owe many thanks to my friend and editor, stevieraygovan. He helps me take the germ of a story and make it the passionate tale you have before...
It continues to amaze me how many men don't understand that women love foreplay and a good fingering. With this I hope to give those out there something to think about and work from so that the next time they're with a woman they can give her one heck of an orgasm without having sexual intercourse. Now all women are different and I myself only know what I w...
On a clear summer evening you walk the path to my door and up the steps. There you see a note pinned underneath the brass knocker, your name written upon the folded page. Your brow furrows, wondering if I've had to leave suddenly. You think of how carefully you prepared for this night, taking in your polished black calfskin shoes, the crisp, creased white t...
I watched you walk by but you didn't see me standing there so I followed behind you. Admiring your ass as you walked down the sidewalk, thinking about all times you have teased me. You have done it online, in person, over the phone, through pictures, in texts messages. You thought it was so cute and fun to tease me. To talk about spanking, being tied up, usi...
Jenna was having a ball. The ticket a friend gave her for her birthday had her right down in the front corner where the wrestlers entered the ring. She knew she had been on camera more than a few times with her location and the tight, low cut blouse didn't hurt either. She watched John come out and rev up the crowd. She got to see Rob and Rey pounce Spike....
Everything was going well. I was sitting on a comfy couch, chatting with the friend that I hoped one day to turn into a girlfriend. We had gone back from lunch to her place; I had the afternoon off, and she telecommuted from home, where she had cleared her calendar for the day. We were sitting and laughing, enjoying a pitcher of margaritas when it happened....
This is the sequel to First Date. ***** Big brown eyes looked up at me and blinked slowly, eyelashes swishing, "I've never used a vibrator before." She said in a low voice, muffled by rumpled blankets. "Oh really?" I replied, surprised and intrigued. Scooting down next to her on the wrecked bed, I pulled a blanket over my legs, and leaned over to kiss he...
I picture it like this: We've spent the afternoon together. After acting class we went to manor to grab food. We've been talking for a while. I tell you you're gorgeous a couple of times --never too heavy handedly-- and you blush, and flirt back. You look at me more than you usually do, and I can tell you're feeling a little different. You offer to read my...
I walk to the lobby of the hotel... sit there waiting for you. I am both nervous and excited, both these feelings have my body wide awake and ready for you. As I am waiting I feel a light touch on my shoulder. I turn around and see you standing there. I look into your eyes and see that fire that I have heard in your voice all these times. With a little grin...
He leaned back casually in the chair of his hotel room, cradling the phone against his shoulder while typing on his laptop. The summer heat outside was stifling, and he was grateful for the mandatory air conditioning the buildings in this city offered. The woman he spoke to teased him a bit over the phone, trying to convince him to give up work for the night...