She wasn't wearing much of anything. Her nightgown was virtually transparent. Silhouetted by the light behind her, I could see every contour of her sensual body. I stood at the door, holding the pizza she had ordered, not wanting to say a word for fear the vision in front of me would disappear. The next few seconds passed like hours, but even so, it was over...
My lover, D, and I have been together almost two years, and our sex life is the best part of our relationship. We make no pretenses about it, and we accept the fact that we will probably never proceed to the next step -- that of a permanent commitment. We remain together for the pure fun and pleasure of sex. D will do anything I want in bed (or many times o...
You looked at what could be considered a mansion. Later as we grew to know each other you would tell me that you would look up at the house from below and though you saw a large house of two stories it was only up close that the house took on its proper character. The grounds had an abundance of green lawn and manicured flowerbeds and you could make out a...
Thus began our foray into couplehood. All we did was make out for the next three weeks. He was not budging about the "no sex" stuff. I had to kick him out multiple times to masturbate after hot and heavy sessions. He was invited to watch, obviously I'm not shy, he could have stayed, but he thought it would be too tempting. I don't know. A more fair statement...
A droplet of sweat rolls down my neck and slips in between my heaving breasts as I reach for the air conditioner switch. My heart beats rapidly, my breath shallow, not from the heat, but from anticipation. You had kissed me softly before you walked into the hotel room, telling me you had one or two things left to prepare before you came to get me. I reach in...
Chapter 7: Having the talk The next day I got up early and sent a fax. "Miss Spencer, I hope you enjoy a Happy Thanksgiving, Ben." The words we overheard when Jen was talking to her sister, "I can't. I just can't sit at that table and pretend...," haunted me. Was she saying she couldn't sit at her parents' Thanksgiving table and pretend that the man she ha...
I'm struggling to focus - minimizing another handful of nonsense websites and pulling back up the statements I 'm supposed to be editing. My computer's glow is a window of white in the increasingly dark 25th floor. Shut up and get it done, I tell myself, drawing a deep breath and straightening up in the rolling chair. There's no manacle on my leg, no bars on...
This is a story about a man who obtained a job maintaining a factory owned by a woman after her husband passed away. The factory produces service entrance equipment or what used to be known as a fuse box. Other products such as sub panels and disconnects for large equipment are also manufactured. I arrived on time for my interview with Irene Harris and s...
A fictional romance (big sigh...) ----- It started out like most of my other online encounters - except that his profile read juuuust different enough to make the balls of my feet tingle. I'd had 2 close calls already with guys that welllll, let's just say weren't right. I wasn't really scared per se, just a little apprehensive and a bit confused because...
Martin is a tall, handsome American with blue eyes, brown wavy hair, and an infectious smile. In his late 20s, he began his career as a construction engineer with the KFC Corporation after receiving his degree. Martin then has traveled the world overseeing the building of restaurants on several continents. His most recent project has taken him to Tamale, Gha...