Dedicated to T. H. * Jared sat in his rental car, freezing. The drive had been...confusing. While Canadians drove on the right side of the road (thank God) they also marked distance and speed in metric, something he hadn't had to do since college. Sure that he'd broken at least a half dozen speed and/or traffic laws, Jared was glad to at least be parked an...
It had been a very long day of meetings. We were both dying to get through the last session and get to the nearest drinking establishment. Passing notes back and forth as we sat, counting down the time, we manage to pack up and say our good byes quickly. In a flash, we are back at the hotel to change and meet in the lobby for dinner and drinks. Trying to get...
"Decide. One hour." she said as she stared into my eyes, dripping sweat and glowing with an evil I'd never seen in her before. My body weak and tired now, I nodded to her. "No. I want to hear it. Tell me." I gathered myself and said clearly "Please, my Queen. Do as you wish with me for the next hour." And with that, she gave me a kiss and continued her bru...
Sakura sat perfectly upright on the Hinoki Cypress bath stool and focused determinedly on a single speck of dust that was clinging desperately to a slight imperfection in the wall opposite. Her breathing was slow and steady as required and her body relaxed yet poised. Much patience had been needed to overcome the almost overwhelming wish to blink, but time,...
It was 1956, and Bethany was only sixteen growing up in the small town of Bakersfield, Iowa. It was an idyllic time to be a teenager, in an idyllic small Midwestern town. Bethany had always believed that she was blessed to have been born into such a time and place to what, after a time of trial, would become such a wonderful family. She was born a year befor...
She liked to be in control and wanted to be able to see where they were going, or so she told him, so she was pleased when he let her ride on the front saddle. The front saddle was altogether nicer than the back one. It was a thin racing saddle with a smoothly pointed end canted slightly upwards which made pleasurable contact with her crotch which was furthe...
Part 1 Tony and I had known each other for years. His sister and I, friends from school. She had always said Tony had a crush on me, but never thought anything of it. We hadn't seen each other for quite a long time, when we ran into each other while shopping out of town. We made small talk about college, work, and family and decided to grab a bite to ea...
I had gone to Denver to interview a woman recommended to me by a friend. I had been told that she was just what I needed to fill a high level position in my company, but that she was happily employed. When I called her and said I wanted to meet, she was reluctant saying she wasn't looking for work, but I persisted and she agreed to meet for coffee the next m...
The Gray Day part 1 A poem by Keith Douglas Alford The gray day fading into night, the past sliding away from me, to become just that. The hurt and the pain that blinded and made red, now fades and diminishes and becomes just another moment of heart ache. The longing for a different place, or just another time, have come and gone, replaced by my regrets o...
She couldn't resist standing in front of the full length mirror to get a complete look at her new dress and make some final adjustments to the belt and neckline. Austin had bought it for her birthday, today. He said he had seen it in a window downtown and had gotten excited thinking about how the rich purple silk would lie on her beautiful body. He loved he...