The walk home from the bar gives me much to ponder. I dwell upon each of the night's flashpoints, torturing my mind and body with a plethora of pointless what-ifs. The moment has passed, and no matter how I choose to beat myself up about the evening's affairs, the fate of what could have been will always be lost to me, as it is to everyone. Still, I ponder...
Ring, ring...... "Good afternoon and welcome to my inner sanctum where the anonymous meet for sexy fun over the phone. I'm Yvonne," answered Mary, the woman on the other end of the phone with a sexy, female voice. "Hi Yvonne," said the caller breathing heavily as if he was making an obscene call instead of wanting to have phone sex. Yvonne was ready to ha...
My phone buzzed somewhere in my bedroom. I opened my eyes, I was still dead tired from the workout that Janet put me through. Who is Janet? Yeah, that's Jenny's mom. She got tired of calling her Jenny's mom. Janet laid next to me with one of my t-shirts on and nothing else. I thought very seriously about continuing our workout session, but now I needed to...
The phone didn't ring. Susan wavered back and forth between staring at the phone and staring away. She remembered her mother always told her, "A watched pot will never boil." Susan wondered if that cliche' went for telephones or even lives. Her house looked different, hell, it was different. Black cars were parked all around it and inside there was a murmur...
Alex poured the pancake batter into the frying pan. He normally didn't go to too much trouble cooking breakfast, but today was a special occasion. He took a sip of his instant coffee as the pancake cooked in the pan. Then the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He got the feeling that the ghost was going to make an appearance again. It wasn't an actual...
You've come over to my shared workspace, a cubical I rent in a large semi-open loft. I have a door with a window that looks out on a corridor of shared spaces but it's mostly private. You're here so I can help you with a mundane problem with your laptop which I set on my desk and being the tedious process of spyware removal. "Someone's been surfing porn sit...
“You have an admirer. I heard my husband say over the hotel room’s phone. “Really, and where might he be?” I asked. “A floor or two above you and almost directly across ked toward the window and cupped my breast again. I brazeningly lifted it in an offering gesture. I again smiled and then turned and hung up the phone. I walked to the window and raised my...
I noticed immediately when she walked in the door. There was a look on her face which I recognized, not from any profound insight on my part but simply because it is so easy to spot. She was waiting for someone, probably just a few minutes late from the manner in which she checked her watch, but he wasn't here. Yes, I could tell it was a man she was waiting...
She was driving through town, and pulled to a stop at a light, her phone went off, the text tone, she reached down and pressed the button to pull it up. "I see you, little whore." the message said from a totally unknown number. She rolled her eyes, and tapped out a reply. "Wrong number." She set the phone down and drove on when the light turned green. Her...
**Satirical view on the how-to's of phone sex** On-line relationships. They are everywhere, in all forms. On all levels. I have had a few. I have a few. On various levels. But what happens when you take that on-line relationship one step further? I’m talking about the ultimate experience of a long distance relationship where two can merge emotionally and sh...