Ryan stood on his pedals, pumped up the hill taking in great gulps of air. He planned to stop at the top and let the breeze evaporate the sweat off of him, but the siren song of a half mile coast to the bottom lured him. The cool breeze pulled sweat from his skin and clothing as he gathered speed on the long downhill. He applied the rear break when the speed...
Author's Note: This is the final part of Finding Home. Lacey and Noah are spread thin after a difficult year. When the turmoil becomes too much, they have to make a choice: risk everything, or run away again. While Finding Home can be enjoyed on its own, it is a sequel to the original story, Runaway, and its epilogue Waking Up. The story will be posted in...
It was Friday, I had been waiting for today for quite some time now. I was working so hard at my job that I needed a day off. My friends invited me to the local bar that night. The first thing I did was go and get a drink. I sat down and ordered a scotch. While the bartender prepared the drink I heard a woman's voice. "Hi, I haven't seen you around latel...
Author's Note This story was inspired by an ad placed on a "No Strings Attached Sex"website. I contemplated dividing it into chapters, since it is quite long. I hope those who read it, enjoy it. I am indebted to BrownSugar82 and Juicy Starchild for their editing which has made my story more readable. * It was three thirty on Friday afternoon, and I was co...
NOTES: This is the story of a teacher seducing his student... SLOWLY. In other words, readers who want instant action should look elsewhere. But if you like character development, scene setting, dialogue and delayed gratification, then this is your story! I wrote this with a new writing partner, a sweet young British girl named Lisa. She wrote Fern's en...
Authors note: As very special favor for some very special friends, I've been asked to resubmit a couple of my older stories once listed under Thesandman. It is not my intention to submit all or many of my older works, but for those who have truly supported and appreciated my writing over the years, I have relented to do so. Additionally, I will not turn voti...
Chapter One: The Stakes Riley went with her four best friends to Las Vegas as a summer vacation from their jobs. Each woman was in her late twenties and just establishing themselves in their various careers. After years of school and early success at work each of them wanted to do something special to celebrate being young, beautiful women. The ladies knew...
It was well after midnight, and my condo was beautifully quiet. Even Smokie the cat was asleep. Lying in my king-size bed, a lovely lady curled up beside me. The curve of the bed sheets showed she was naked underneath, as was I. The lady was Blake Lively, she looked so beautiful in slumber. The evening had been special, but then any evening with her was al...
There are only so many ways that you can tell a Loving Wife story without sounding either totally unimaginative, or deeply disturbed. That's the reason why I am moving over to Romance. For those of you who read me - I'm still the self-appointed poet-laureate of nerd-nation. And I still like my stories with a little hot sex and a whole lot of twists and tur...
Paris Lelaire was doing what he always did in the morning after his breakfast of oatmeal and hardboiled eggs: shoveling horseshit. Big, steaming, fly-infested, green piles of horseshit. Even worse, this being the week of the Festival of Aurora, and his mother owning the only stable in the village, he had a lot more horseshit to shovel than usual. Lightwatch...