Dear readers, each word of the story you are about read is true. You might have read hundreds of stories involving an inter-racial encounter but this is one of the rare, if not the first, story of an Indian woman, my wife, and a black guy. Though this happened four years ago, it is still very fresh in our memory and I feel like it happened only yesterday....
Saturday Mike and Susan woke late on Saturday and had a leisurely breakfast at the hotel, mostly spent discussing the previous few days. Susan had had fabulous sex both nights and was worried that Mike would be feeling left out. On Thursday night he had, admittedly, had a blow job from Mette and the following day he and Susan had made love at the hotel. And...
Nialia looked at the phone in her hand. He was lying. Her husband was lying to her, she was sure of it, but why? His deep baritone voice had never quivered, had been just as steady, sure, and sexy as always, but with a woman's sixth sense, she knew he was lying. She wondered if he was cheating on her. There had been no hint of that in his voice, but then why...
I couldn't have heard that right, of course. Another guy in a game of cards with me, wanted to raise the stakes in a way that I had never even considered. Nor did I really think about it in advance, but the man was a gambling addict. Robert Cullen, sharp as a tack Wall Street stockbroker and relative newlywed, had just offered me his pretty wife Lindsay as c...
By woodmanone copyright 2010 This story is the culmination of a trilogy that started with "The Trail West". The next section "Winterborn" took place in the same era with events that shaped and guided the characters. "The Gathering" continues in the same time frame and with the same characters and their ever changing lives. To reacquaint the readers "The T...
"The weather should be good," I said to my wife, as we drove west in the Tahoe. "Yes, and this time of year the light should be soft, which will help," Jordan added enthusiastically. It was a Friday afternoon, and we were driving towards my family's ranch, which was forty-five minutes from the small town where we lived. There, while I worked on some needed...
Chapter Four Melanie Thiesman Carla picked up the other book. It was a journal, kept in a composition notebook. On its cover was, "My Journal of Exploration by Melanie Thiesman." The script was in a delicate and neat handwriting. Carla was sure that someone whispered, "Read. Understand," yet, no one was there with her. At 4:00 in the afternoon, on Dec. 22,...
School had just ended for the summer and my boyfriend of the last 18 months and I were traveling to Pennsylvania for his business. Shane was attending a technology seminar training to learn about the new computer system at his store and we decided to make a long getaway weekend of it. He had opened his own business at the age of 23 and now at the age of 27,...
Chapter 1 Face flaming, Christine Wallace, chief administration officer at Waterford General Hospital, eyed her sexy-looking public relations manager in disbelief For a moment she was unwilling believe that filming due to start that day on the hospital's recruitment advertisement, to be marketed on TV to attract medical staff to remote-located Waterford Ge...
In Brano's harem, life continued magically and sensually to flow from day to night, from dawn to sunset, from daybreak's rose-fingered colors to twilight's mysterious shadows. Life was full of rich beauty and pure luxury, and in the center of this splendor was Nirtasia spinning her enticing tales, enriching her lovers' happiness. It had been many moons since...