James sits in his office working diligently when the phone rings. "James speaking." "Hi Mr. Leon, you have a visitor in the lobby." "Who is it?" James asked. "She won't say, Only that it's important and she needs to see you." "I'll be right there." James says thinking to himself that it better be important. Also wondering who would visit him at work. "I...
It was a hot afternoon in July, and the construction company I work for sent me to a potential customer to estimate work on repairs on their home. It had been a long day, and my mind was wandering as I parked in the driveway of the house and parked my truck. I was thinking of a girl that I knew years ago, who I had an incredible relationship with, but had m...
Having just hung up the phone, the sound of your soft, warm voice still echoes in my mind, deliciously tickling my ears. I feel somehow incomplete tonight, and merely speaking to you was not enough. As we tentatively spoke of plans for Saturday, of the day's events and of your interrupted gaming, all I could see, all I could feel, was the warmth of your brea...
It was finally done. Jenny had finally told Anthony the truth. They had been married for nearly 6 years, good, loving and very sexual years. Yet, he constantly wanted to know what she thought about, what excited her. She was so happy to be married to a warm, trustworthy man that she had never told the truth, not all of it anyway. Jenny told him that he excit...
The glare of the computer screen seared through her eyeballs and into the back of her skull like acid. Blinking fiercely, Anna managed to pry her face away from the diabolical thing. She rubbed her temples, then let her gaze drift anywhere but back to the screen. The remains of her dinner: a half a pizza pocket and a full can of pop (nutrition was always for...
I will always remember the first time we kissed. The photography of that moment is bright and clear. Her lips tasted of sweet warm wine, cheeks rosy with the heat of the fire. It amused me, how tentative and shy she was; unable to make the first move herself. Instead, I was left to make bold progress. Did she know then how little I cared what others knew? Wh...
To the reader: This is a very short tale that isn't your usual First Time story. It's a story about first heartbreak not first love or first sex. So from that you can infer that there isn't any sex in this story. This story is the result of an exercise from the book Word Painting by Rebecca McClanahan. Its purpose is to train the naked eye and the imaginat...
I don't know whether I should have been surprised or terrified but when I finally presented my new, most-extreme-to-date, chastity plan to my wife she instantly agreed and insisted that we start right away. I should probably go into our background a bit to put things into perspective... My wife and I have been married for ten years and we have three great c...
The town of ----port, unmarked as it was on most modern maps, held a certain inevitable allure for a man utterly fascinated with antiquities and forgotten things. There were undoubtedly other crumbling places of equal decrepitude, but as far as I know, none can evoke the same discomfort in their neighbors that, without exception, results from the mention of...
Bethany Platt was tossing and turning in her bed. Sleep just wouldn't come. Like most 18 year olds she had dreams of being swept off her feet by a handsome young man, who would love her for the rest of their lives. However, being groomed and then used as a sex commodity by a group of men, at sixteen had quickly dispelled the dream. She was staying at her...