She filled my coffee cup and I mumbled thanks. It took me a moment to notice that she hadn't taken the pot and moved to another table. I looked up at her and she knew what I was thinking. "Just curious" she said, "Every morning you come in here and it's the same thing. Several cups of coffee while you read the morning paper and eat your breakfast and then yo...
"Mike," Jeff Dawson the firm's chief investment officer called through his office door," this is Heidi your new team member," Jeff held out his arm in gesture to the woman with dirty blonde hair standing next to him. At first glance Mike noticed she was attractive and something about her face, perhaps her expression or how she wore her make-up made her seem...
The night was not that cold, but there was a slight mist in the air, not unusual for this area. Away from the town the mist thickened to moist fog, its drifting form filling the dips in the low-lying fields. From the tops of the low hills the fog in the distance appeared to be moving slowly through the bottom of the valleys flowing like liquid, enveloping an...
Author's note: This was my eighth trip to Europe. They say that the jet lag means less every time you fly the pond, but I don't think that's true. What I do think is that we learn to live with it, but that our bodies still feel it, every time. The focus is to be on one day, one day only. Here's the story of that day. * * * * * I woke up in a strange place...
It all started when on the internet. I was updating my Facebook and I changed my status to be more available for friend requests. He had made a friend request on Facebook. It seemed that it was 2 years ago, but I did not know that until he had told me. This was going to be the second time we met. He told me he was coming over with bubbly and I made sure I t...
Ruth, My Second Visit by Victor It's over a week since visiting Ruth, but I can't stop thinking about her. Every waking minute, driving to work, in the office, shopping, at night laying in bed, is spent fantasising, trying to replay it in my mind. Seeing Ruth in her nurse's uniform, as she leads me upstairs, laying on her bed as she ties my legs and wris...
Some of my friends are real pervs. Considering I go along with their activities and join in, I'm a perv too. Our group of nearly twenty couples and a half a dozen singles play together, exclusively. Swinging can be dangerous, but if a group agrees to be monogamous within the group, swinging is great fun, relaxing, and a real way to enjoy yourself with your s...
John and I have known each other since we were kids at school, where each of us had acquired a kind of hero status amongst our classmates for jacking off during French. For our checkered history of misdemeanors, we had long been banned from sitting together. The principal had seated us at desks on opposite sides of the classroom. We took fiendish delight i...
Eight There were three middle-aged men waiting for us and after the briefest of introductions and the usual fussing over Vincent we were taken through to where the capsule was being 'studied'. The shell was still in one piece but the inner liner and a lot of the life support was lying on the bench next to it. 'Got to it, Vinnie,' I thought, and watched as...
Author's Note: the first paragraph of the story below was an answer to a challenge to write an erotic story in fifty words or less. He wore only a thin robe. She sat at the head of the dining table nude from the waist up. Two sticky pad electrodes were attached to each of her breasts. Her hands clenched and she gasped, "Gonna turn me into a cocksucker, huh?...