The moment Sander had returned to his room, a panel on the wall activated, bathing him in a soft, electronic glow. Sander sat down, rubbing his eyes sleepily; Mara's face dominated the glowing screen, and she was looking way too irritated for the late hour. 'Sander, you said you'd share,' Mara said. Sander turned himself to the panel and raised an eyebrow...
Emails lead to a phone call "It's been so long since I've had sex that I feel like a virgin." Those were Sherry's words on the phone when we finally talked. I'd found her on a dating website and we'd been exchanging emails for three months, when she finally got tired of that and gave me her phone number. We'd exchanged photos and shared so much personal inf...
She wrapped her huge, bright-green puffer coat even more tightly round her slight frame, pulled the red, woolly bobble hat further down over her ears knowing, but not caring, how ridiculous it made her look, with her long, dark hair sticking out underneath like a scarecrow. Then she stamped her moon boots on the ice-covered path to try to restore some circul...
[This story involves themes of voyeurism and exhibitionism; specifically it centers on the fantasy of a husband sharing his wife with another man. Be advised that there are explicit descriptions of sexual activity. If you are offended by such material, please do not read further. ALL characters depicted herein are over the age of eighteen. I hope you enjoy t...
Someone once claimed that I am insane. > "I've got you under my skin." (as made famous by Mr. Frank Sinatra) >> There are certain odd couples that one normally wants to avoid. Stormy waters and straight razors is one. >>> Who am I to judge? * * * The slim lines of the fifty feet sloop shot through the water like a torpedo and the wake painted a str...
Author's Notes: This is a cheating wife story. It could also qualify as a Romance story. The usual warnings apply: No one will get a hard on or the sweats reading my stuff. I state my own POV and all errors are mine. I try to answer all cogent feedback, good or bad, but lately, so much has been coming and time is short so forgive me if I miss you. Thank you...
Chapter 1: Urinal Gag This one is dedicated to M.S. It was during an email exchange that I sketched out the fantasy I'd had when I first came across the Urinal Gag online, and that gave me the impetus to write this out. That shows how valuable that feedback (especially emails and private messages) can be. It makes it feel worthwhile to know that these stori...
Alright, first of all, I wouldn't technically call her a "Porn Star." She was in a few adult films and had some background in the industry, but definitely not all over the place. That said, this was an experience not long ago, when I was traveling in L.A. with a few buddies. We were having drinks pretty late at night in a popular club, when my friend grabb...
As I lay on my bed, enveloped in the darkness of my tiny college bedroom, snow flurries gently tapped on my window. My computer's screen saver cast a palette of shifting colors on me. My hands trembled as I held my cell phone; a scrap of notebook paper rested on my unstable leg. Three days—I had allowed three days to pass since the laundry room encounter....
Self-confidence was the keystone. Patricia had more than her fair share of problems, he'd used up several pages of his notebook just listing them all, but her poor self-image was his over-riding concern. Crack that one and the rest would come tumbling down. Mostly, self-confidence is about empowerment. Persuade the client that they can take charge of, and...