She was sitting alone, quietly observing. Her long, straight flaxen hair was pulled back and twisted up into a barrette. The black leather halter and tight jeans she wore were accented by a bright silk scarf tied around her waist like a belt. The party was supposed to be over, the invitation she had received said it was to be held from 8 P.M. until Midnight....
A few years ago, I was a senior manager for a company with retail branches in major North American cities. Since Christmas was a very slow time for us, and we wanted to build a sense of comradery among the far-flung employees--most of whom had never met each other in person--I proposed to my boss, the CEO, that we bring everyone into our headquarters city Da...
1. Throughout my college years, the first day of each semester was always my favorite. I loved getting dressed up nicely on those mornings to impress my new classmates and hopefully catch the eye of some cute guy. On the first day of spring semester sophomore year, my roommate Dinah and I rushed around our tiny dorm room, throwing on different outfits and m...
Thanks to bear2read for editing this story. Veronica entered the store with excitement and fear. She tried her best to stay away from the lingerie department, but this time she had no choice. She had to pick out a piece of lingerie for the party, and the party was tonight. Her dislike of the lingerie department had caused her to wait until the last minute....
The Awakening, Chapter 1, Early Years. A young couple begins exploring the boundaries of their sexuality. May 1998. Their first time. It was graduation day for Jennifer and Matt. They were thrilled to be out of high school. They met in the parking lot after graduation and made arrangements to go to each other's graduation party. Both families were having g...
My very first day of high school seems like forever ago, regardless of the fact that it's really only been about eight years. I was living in Southern Charlotte at the time, because my dad had gotten a job there nearly a year previously. That August morning was surprisingly mild and I couldn't believe it, as it had been nearing a hundred degrees all summer l...
Mischa was impossibly turned on. She stared at her reflection in the mirror; flushed cheeks, bright eyes, smeared lipstick. She didn't need to reach down to know she was dripping wet; she felt it every time she squeezed her legs together, and she knew she had the look of a woman who had either just gotten some or was about to. In her case, both were true. N...
I woke up feeling accomplished. Yesterday, William had come by and I gave him the final program from the project. It was about 2 months late, but he had continually pushed the deadline further on... even though I had been finished for a couple of weeks. William had come by weekly to get an "update", sometimes two or three times a week. We talked about the...
Angel and I are an elderly couple in our third childhood. Although we are not immune to the afflictions of growing older, we try not to let them keep us from having fun. She was raised to be a nice, Christian lady; her wild side didn't emerge until she married a hippy, ex-sailor guy named Kelly, that's me. If ever two people were meant for each other, it wa...
I hadn't been getting along with my wife now for some time, in fact thinking about it, it had probably been a few years. Yet after twelve years of marriage we were comfortable with each other and any change would rock the boat and cause too much hassle, especially for the children. We just seemed to put up with each other and get on with our lives. We lived...