Synthia looked stunning in her new dress. It was a grey sweater-dress, clingly in all the right places, but warm on this chilly Manhattan night. Black stockings, the material woven in an intricate whirl pattern, and two-inch black heels completed her outfit; Synthia didn't often wear jewelry, and he had often commented that next to her sparkling eyes and swe...
I am in the restaurant. I have been placed at a table that has a free table almost opposite me and all the other tables are full of a mixture of couples and a group who seem to be celebrating a birthday. When you walk in I know immediately that it is you; the fleeting glimpse of her new hairstyle is enough, but I also know from the way that both of you are s...
My local restaurant has a little secret. It is well hidden behind the walls. The walls are one of those irregular outlines of an old building that has over time morphed together with the building next to and might have the foundation of a building that used to stand there. It's more akin of an old European city, where the medieval inner city grew organically...
As noted in the first two chapters, people surprise us many times with unexpected kindness. Although there is plenty of evidence on nightly news that all is not well in the world and that people will rob, cheat and murder you at the drop of a hat, there are also the unseen, unreported thousands of examples where the opposite happens daily. Today, we have thr...
Every year National Nude Day falls on July 14th. That's a Thursday this year. Last year it was on a Tuesday. I celebrated last year but my celebration was inadvertent. It was accidental. This year my celebration will be by design. My name is Clarissa, I'm just your average looking, thirty-something girl with an overactive imagination and an underactive sex l...
CHAPTER EIGHT When Freddie got off the plane in New York, she was carrying all her worldly possessions in her two suitcases. She felt like she was coming home, and she hoped that she was coming home to stay. King and Alexander had told her that they would meet her at King's motel, so she wasn't expecting anyone to be at the airport waiting for her. When she...
Miranda sat staring out the window of "Le Bistro" waiting patiently for Taylor to arrive. The two hadn't seen each other in a few months and now that Taylor had come back to Korea the two had planned a reunion lunch at a cute little French restaurant. A waitress walked over and shyly asked if Miranda would like a drink to start off with. Miranda smiled polit...
Hotel Florida was the most renowned seven star hotel of Paris. Mr. White the owner of the hotel was becoming rich because of the aura of the hotel. Mr. White also had a big casino at the basement. He also had a big restaurant. He has recruited many waiters and waitresses from around the world because his restaurant was a popular place for tourists because of...
This story is written for Literotica author Chanson Bleu. It is in payment for a friendly bet we had on the outcome of this year's Stanley Cup Playoffs, won by her beloved Colorado Avalanche. CB provided the synopsis for the story, an erotic fantasy of hers, as per the bet. Additionally, she helped me with information on Denver, the French language, and help...
I had a night off again after lying to my husband and Allan was planning to take me for dinner in a restaurant on the coast. I dressed out of home in a casual outfit consisting of a decent long skirt and a long sleeved blouse. I changed dress at Allan's home and wore a short tight leather green skirt, a red lycra top and a green leather jacket. I had my blac...