Thursday, I woke at 5:30 refreshed and eager to get to work where I could stop thinking about Amelia. By the time I reached the office, I’d ratcheted my work mode up to a new height and attacked my work. I went non-stop to 7:30 before calling it a day. Having purposely worn myself out, I retired early and was asleep immediately. Friday was a repeat of Thurs...
Part one, through Dean's perspective. Mia's perspective coming soon! Please let me know what you think! Brutal honesty is much appreciated! Xoxox ***** I grab the first things that my hands touch, knowing that no matter what it was it would be fine. Khakis and something. Today: a light blue button up. Whatever. My backpack is too heavy, the morning air...
Angie slowly surfaced from an ocean of deep sleep. Even before opening her eyes she was aware of the sun streaming in through the balcony and brightening the whole cabin. With her lids still closed she reveled in the opportunity to rest undisturbed and rise only when she felt like it. Her mouth a bit cottony from a few too many drinks she felt a tingle as sh...
I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement they always give me. As I've been known to fiddle with stories, after they've seen it. I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. While I'm at it, I think from now on I'm going to thank all my friends out there, w...
Early the spring of our third year married, I had a few days off, having worked a weekend 'on-call' for Casey, another girl on our team. It was Monday, and I was enjoying an infrequent day of solo shopping. As I turned into our housing development, I passed Leslie's house and saw Tom, her husband, slowly wheeling his motorcycle out towards the curb, a big "F...
I psyched myself out for this seven-hour plane ride to Madrid. My five-page article last year in Allons! magazine, on sex tourism in Paris, had caught the eye of a prominent travel books publisher – a bruiser with Olivier Martínez eyes and a Javier Bardem smile. I learned via our virtual tryst that the head of Azul Books shared my love for the films of Buñue...
Warning: The following story contains explicit violence, explicit sex, explicit violations of public transit regulations, elements of urban fantasy, blasphemy, assault and battery, intimidation, polyamory, mockery of the mentally ill, delusions of grandeur, delusions of paranoia, delusions of environmentally conscious behavior, fare evasion, harassment, publ...
Sarah's eyes flicked up from paperwork spread over the conference table as Paul brought a man into the office. The man was average in height and looks, mid-40s, and refused to wear the usual hang-dog look of people who interacted with Sarah. Paul's hand was locked around the man's upper arm, propelling him into the small conference area. Sarah refused to ref...
Neal Martinson walked through the busy dance floor of Club Desire, his pride and joy that he had created from the ground up, knowing that the both the strip club in the basement and the brothel on the third floor were in full operational swing that evening as the bass pounded on the dance floor. He looked up to the second floor landing that was visible from...
The following story is true, it happened to me two summers ago. Some details have been embellished for dramatic effect ... but only slightly. This is my first story so If it's terrible, cut me some slack. This isn't a short story, so if your looking for quick gratification and sex between two characters that haven't been developed by the author outside of "s...