I opened my eyes to see her laying on her side, watching me sleep. She offered a little smile. "Hey, you," I said sleepily, and offered a smile back. It was late spring. The weather had been pleasant, which had kept me in an extra good mood. "Hey," she replied. She gazed at me a few seconds more. "You want to eat breakfast?" "I want to poop dinner," I sa...
"Well I think it's a great idea." Said my girlfriend Cheryl after bringing up the topic during dinner. It was a month before the "Walk a mile in her shoes" support parade against abuse of women. "What kind of example would it be if my own feminist boyfriend won't support me especially at WFS?" Cheryl worked as an executive officer at "WFS"; a women's financ...
Meeting my husband at the bar was a weekly occurrence, though today it was a letdown. He had just called and said he couldn't make it and that he had to stay late at work. This had become the normal for him. I didn't have enough evidence to say he was cheating, but I was so sick of fighting about it that I pushed it to the back of mind. I shoved it way back...
(This was a message to a pen-pal from many years ago, after she had suddenly moved to the coast.) *** Drifting off, eyelids heavy. Sleep approaches. Shoulders and hips sinking deep into the mattress. Wind picks up outside. I hear TV weatherman saying it's going to be breezy tomorrow in Wilmington. Mini-blinds over bedroom window rattle. I'm sailing away......
Very cool to the skin, the white silk slip clung to his buttocks and thigh, the hem just below the knees. It felt a bit on the tight side especially when he sat down to slip on the sheer nylons, but it had been difficult to find the right size when he had gone shopping for lingerie. He had fingered lingerie in the boutique when a pretty young girl asked if s...
The next morning Julia was surprised to see Rachel about so early. It was just before nine when she walked in to the small office to hand in her key. "Morning Julia," Rachel said. "Good morning, you're about early today," Julia said. "Yes I woke up early and couldn't get back to sleep so I thought I may as well be on my way," Rachel replied. "Well I hope...
Now What? - Stanley Needs to Figure Out How to Live With His Condition This is module one, chapter four. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 3 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial...
In The Bedroom When we enter the bedroom, I lay her gently on the bed with her knees bent up, then sit down at her feet and pick up one foot. The fingers of one hand wrap around her leg above the ankle while the other hand unbuckles the strap holding the shoe on her foot. She slips her foot out of the shoe and lifts it up to my shoulder and rests it there,...
I haven't had a good vacation in over two years. Things were stressful at home and I needed one desperately. So I decided to take a few days off from work and go down to Atlanta for a concert and a football game last weekend. After the concert, in which 73,000 plus all tried to leave from the same exit, I decided to call it a night and walk back to my hotel....
Another party, another night of babysitting. As usual, he's put in no effort. I'm decked out in a beautiful, hip hugging peach dress that hits just the right spot on surprisingly long legs. For someone as short as I am, I really did hit the genetic jackpot. He, on the other hand, is at least in pants but the top half leaves much to be desired. Though, I supp...