He knew she'd be home working, her design project already past due, and would be at her desk, no more than a foot away from the fax machine when it buzzed to life. "Downstairs, in the pantry, on the top shelf you can never reach," the handwritten note read. "You'll need the small ladder. Be careful. Bring the ribboned box upstairs and await further instruct...
This is the first in a series of stories, all true accounts of my sexual adventures as an expatriate living and working across Asia. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent, or perhaps at times, even the guilty. ***** It started out innocently enough, as these things often do, though this was innocence on an entirely different level. Her...
This is one of my first fictional works and may not be great in the eyes of others. I'm willing to learn but from the perspective of women and women only. Since I cannot claim to know what lies in the minds women...especially the dominant woman, I cannot effectively provide the best written stories. I seek feedback from ALL women, but greatly encourage opini...
"They're both blindfolded, sitting in the middle of a big comfortable bed." Cooper is describing to his wife an erotic scene he's thinking of writing for his screenplay. They're lying in bed wrapped in each other's arms. He's talking softly and seductively, but his demeanor is all business. "They're sitting up with their legs folded around each other, ki...
The Best Little Whorehouse That Ever Was... or Was It? I don't know why I decided to walk home the way I did, it was just another ordinary day. The same bullshit as always, but deep in the back of my mind I had a feeling. I can't really explain it, it was just a feeling. Something was telling me that today was going to be special and that it would be a day...
Matt felt Stacy's hand against his chest as he held her close. The night air was cold and she shivered as the breeze lifted his coat from around her. He was bitterly cold but didn't want to have to break up the perfect moment at the end of a perfect evening. They had watched the sun disappear behind the treetops hours ago, and they had stared up at the sky a...
I wanted it. Ryan knew that I wanted it. But, for all his business acumen and laddish bravado, until now he was too timid to do anything about it. We've been married for three years and we're closer now than the day we stood together at the altar - and the sex is great. But I wanted since the day we met in college to just once experience the indulgence of fu...
I see you in a hotel. King size bed. Large shower and tub. Dim lights. We just got back from dinner. Couldn't keep the smiles or giggles from overflowing like a waterfall. So much love between us. The spark. All the electricity between us. You have jeans on, your 7 feet of legs all comfy and built. A buttoned shirt, only because you know I love to undo it....
Inez ran back to her office. She made it in the nick of time. Looking at the clock over the door, she had only about five minutes to fix her makeup and brush her hair. Not wasting another second, Inez ran across the room, nearly knocking over the file tray on the edge of the desk in her haste. She caught the files before they hit the ground, set them back ne...
Claire Fitzpatrick I've found myself on a moral ambiguity kick, a sign of brevity, and had decided to let the world in on my subconscious as I ruminated on 'taboo' subjects. It's not that I wanted people to be repelled by me, but I wanted to be repelled by them, sickened by their own repugnance. I've decided experience in a manner that is absorbing, penetr...