"Do you want to stop at Subway for lunch?" "Yeah, I'm really hungry." Stacy and I were driving back toward the office after a meeting on the other side of town. We were in different divisions but had worked together on a few projects. Stacy was a 24-year-old strawberry blond who had a cute face behind her somewhat nerdy glasses. She usually wore conservat...
When I woke, it was dusky above the palm trees I could see outside through the open door of the bedroom. Turning my head, I stared up at the ceiling. At the linen canopy that draped in an arch over the bed. "Mmm." I heard the moan just as a warm, feminine body moved against my side. I realized a knee rested over my thigh. A hand on my chest, the narrow fin...
"Jake," I could hear Teagan whisper. I thought I was hearing things so I didn't respond. "Jacob," she hissed a little louder this time. "What?" I asked rolling over. "Come here." "You're crazy," I whispered. "I ain't getting in trouble." "No, come here. Something's out there." "Like what?" "I don't know. It's making an awful racket." I sighed. "Proba...
I'd met Ginnifer in a library on a Monday, had a Friday night date (last night), and we woke up together this morning. I had just dropped her off at her place, we both had stuff to do, but I did not want to let her go. I was trying to not to obsess, but Ginny made that hard. She was sweet enough to want be around all the time, and sexy enough that, well......
Notes from the author: SPOILER ALERT... This is a sequel to my submission in Non-Con called "A Little Less Talk". I recommend reading that first, but in case you just want a sum up, that story featured a man who had just discovered his wife's infidelity, and chooses to embark on a night of drinking to drown his sorrows. He visits a bar and is hit on by a y...
Kylie was not in a good mood at all. She was pissed off, bored, hungry, mad at herself, and, to top it off -- horny. It was going to be the worst three days of her life, she was convinced. Somehow, someway, she got talked into going with her family for a short camping trip to a lake in western New York where they had been going for the last 10 years. The...
First of all I want to take this opportunity to thank my editor for the patient and excellent works. This is the story I always want to write but couldn't without his help. You know who you are! Thanks!! This is a long story. It is not your typical lit story: exhibitionists/voyeurs, slower build up, and subtle. Please be warned. Lastly, comments are ver...
( Note : Somehow the first version of this was copied twice and neither I nor the Mods noticed it. Sorry for the inconvenience, and thank you all for offering a good rating considering the error. Have a good holiday. ) Christina Holly was a lonely soul, her man always on the road as a long distance Truck driver. It was nothing for her man Dixon to be on th...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Thanks to Chopperfan and MH aka Anonymous for combining on the editing. Living every moment like it is your last is less attractive tomorrow. ***** (Still Wednesday) Katrina had left for wherever she snuck off to - I suggested to Aya it was a game room, Aya suggested it was...
*If I love women, I'm straight; and if I love men, I'm confused; does being Bi make me greedy?* Thank you Frontma for burning the midnight oil on this one. (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic, I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) We were late heading out of the dorm so, under Rha...