They moved in the darkness of the hallway. She led the way with her heels clacking against the marble floors and her small hand enclosed inside his large one. The sounds of the music in the ballroom were rapidly fading as they made their way towards the closest bedroom. Neither one of them had planned for this to happen. But neither of them had just realiz...
Driving home I replayed the telephone encounter in my head. I was pleased that I seemed to have passed the first "test" whatever that was. I could not really even imagine what would happen next, but I decided that I was ready for it. I walked into the house to find that Marie had dinner waiting and was dressed somewhat better than usual. Wine was breathing...
1, 2,3 . . . the bell sounds as Chris Jericho and Trish Stratus pick up the victory against their opponents Rico Castiano and Miss Jackie Gayda. They leave the ring after a brief celebration. Backstage, they start off to their dressing rooms but pause for a passionate kiss. "Give me 15 minutes to get washed up and we'll go back to my hotel room," Chris s...
I find her in the bedroom kneeling on the floor at the end of the bed wearing nothing but off-black stockings and a black collar. The walls flicker in the light of four candles. Her head is bowed, her short hair falling around her eyes, and her hands in her lap. I wish I could stand here and admire her for the rest of my life. She is a goddess underserving...
I told him that I was not finished yet. The ride home seemed to be a lot shorter than the ride to the airport. Maybe it was the anticipation of finishing what we started in the garage. Or maybe it was just the thought of our bodies touching again. It was very difficult to keep my hands to myself while he was driving but there was a lot of traffic so I did no...
It's a Tuesday shortly after lunch and I decide to hit the MIA. I just finished a meeting and have time to kill before a dinner reservation in the evening and think it would be a good time to hit the museum. Kids are in school, people should be at work and I should have the place to myself. I am checking my coat when I first see you. Tall, statuesque and bea...
It was like any other Sunday afternoon. Jonathan was out with the boys, playing football, which left me with the very mundane chores. Laundry and cleaning. The sunlight washed into the bedroom, making the white décor sparkle even brighter. I grabbed a handful of fresh bedding and shook out the sheets. The feeling of the fresh cotton felt cool and comforting...
We walk into the empty movie theater, holding hands. I let go of her hand as she slides into her seat in the back corner of the theater; I sit down beside her. We're early so we watch the ads while waiting for the rest of the people to straggle in. It's a Sunday afternoon matinee so there aren't many people here. The trailers begin rolling. A movie about a...
The red-eye flight from LA to DC is less than a joy for most people. This time was no exception for Robin. She'd had to run straight from her final meeting of the day to the airport, and she made her plane within seconds of the jet's doors closing. She hadn't gotten a chance to change into something more comfortable for the long journey, and to top it all of...
What I will love to do to you my submissive pet. I love being able to focus on your pleasure, to listen to your moans as I devour you, to feel your wetness as I pull your pussy open and shove my tongue inside you. I love being able to lick up your juice as my fingers massage your clit and can enjoy how sweet you taste. I love putting pressure on your clit...