I had been trapped in a marriage that was loveless and sexless for the last 10 years. One evening while on the internet, playing cards, I played a game with a woman who happened to come from my neighborhood. We became on line friends and often talked of our home life. She was married and only a few years younger than me. But her marriage was also loveless an...
I'd just gotten home from errands when the bell rang. I answered and there stood little Jimmy, a shy 18-year-old from the neighborhood. He smiled. "Hi, Mrs. V!" he said brightly. "Just wondering if you needed, uh, help with anything?" I laughed. I'm 68, a good-looking single, retired blonde school teacher with willowy, lean body, and this little buck was h...
I have been interested in bondage for as long as I can remember. I can remember back to when I was just 6 or 7 and tying up my grandmother with string. When she would get home from work and after supper, she would sit on the couch and let me tie her. She always had a dress on and nylons. I guess that is were I got my love for nylon clad legs too. As I got o...
I'd had the kind of day no guy wants to talk about, remember, or bore others with. The usual 12 hours of problems, questions, fires to extinguish, and personnel issues that drive a manager crazy. It was late, after dark, and all I wanted to do was get home and eat and hit the sack. More of the same tomorrow on the way so no need to rehash it in my mind. I f...
Sumiko, my wife's best friend, is visiting us over the Christmas and New Year Holidays. They went to High School and College together; and visit for one or two weeks each year... even though Sumi lives in California, while we reside in Hawaii. Needless to say Sumiko prefers to visit us more often. They are the same age, 35; and stay in excellent physical s...
Jeremy rummaged through his pockets searching for money to pay the driver and produced a crumpled-up ten dollar bill. I threw open the door and hopped out of the car, straightening out my skirt that had gotten hiked up while we were fooling around. I glanced around – the street was unusually quiet for a Saturday night, especially in my neighborhood, which...
My name is Lucien Shay. A six-foot-one, broad-shouldered and muscular young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. These days, life just couldn't be better. Everybody is whining about The Recession but I'm doing alright. In May 2008, I earned my bachelor's degree in Criminal Justice from UMass-Boston. And I got hired by the Boston Metropolita...
Clay, become dust, sifts through my toes and clings to my naked ankles like a lover's grip. Each particle melds into my body's proof of heat, birthing a fresh layer of me - as if I am becoming. Molten gold pours into the clasping arms of the trees dappling the path making inkblot plays of quarrels and elephants and cars. I pass through and into them, distort...
I was finishing up my packing. See I am a student at the University of Texas and want to move closer to school. I have day classes there and work at the local hospitals in the afternoon and evenings. I hate moving at night especially in the neighborhood I live in, but I had no other option. I opened the front door to let the fall breeze flow through. I ret...
Stopping for a Drink It had been a long week. So I stopped for a drink on the way home last Friday night. The bar wasn't busy. The other customer I noticed was pretty, with shoulder length blonde hair, probably bleached, dressed in a sheer, white silk blouse and conservative, expensive wool suit; the skirt ended modestly about an inch above her knees, displ...