Warmth====== It was quiet. It was perfect. The light morning breeze had dropped away to the occasional whispering zephyr which did nothing more than take the edge off the heat of the afternoon sun, blazing down from the deep blue Mediterranean sky. The only sounds were the gentle slap of water against the hull and the quiet chatter of birds in the woode...
Nathanial Hawthorne (a not so obvious joke from his parents) lounged on his back porch listening to the ball game on the radio and absorbing the quiet of the summer evening. "You couldn't buy a better evening," Nate said to himself, "And to think it's July." A summer storm has swept through the neighborhood earlier in the day, bringing with it a cool front a...
Lydia sighed softly as the spring nights breeze rolled through her hair, flinging it lightly backwards over her shoulder. She could feel the tension of the long week leaving her body while she rested her arms on the metal banister of her friend Sheri's small balcony and stared out at the neon vista of the city. A cold can of Sheri's boyfriend's latest homebr...
Clear blue skies without a cloud in view, a gentle breeze whistling through old oak trees in the forest ahead; soft grass with a pattering of daisies here and there to guide her way. The young woman skipped forth across the path, sunlight gracing her pale skin, warming her fiery red hair as the curls bounced along with each of her movements. Truly, this day...
I got married about a year ago to a wonderful woman, Fumiko. She was born and raised in the US to Japanese parents. She looks fantastic. Her oriental features make her look exotic, her small boobs look perfect on her body. We were married last summer and weren't able to spend any time at my cabin. That didn't stop us from doing a lot of exploration of each...
As she and I lay in bed, she reads a book and thinks I'm asleep. That is until my hand begins to caress her leg, moving up and down her thigh, tracing higher and higher till she brushes it away. She slides her feet up the bed, pulling her knees up to support her book. Determined and not ready for bed myself, my fingers reach under her thighs now, slipping al...
I work in a small key man office condo. It's quiet and there are about half or so of the spaces vacant, which means it's quite peaceful most of the time now. The other two tenants keep less routine hours than I do, one being a guy that is out a great deal and the other a young lady only a couple of years out of college who does interior design work. She spen...
It's a Sunday in September. A cool, clear evening at the end of a glorious weekend. You've only been dating Amanda for a few weeks, but you've a good feeling about her. You just seem to click. She likes the things you like, laughs at the things you laugh at, and, best of all, is turned on by the things that turn you on. Sitting opposite you in the restau...
It was overcast when Wesley, Gene, and myself left our little apartment on a trip through the woods. The full moon was barley giving off any light though all the dark blue clouds that drifted over our heads. It was my first trip to the cliff, a place that Wesley and Gene knew well and went to many times to drink and talk about “guy” things. Tonight it was my...
I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...