Rowan walked swiftly down the rapidly darkening street, trying to put as much distance between her and the hole where she worked as possible. The evening was chilly and the scent of burning wood floated on the air so heavily she could almost taste it. This was her favorite time of day. Everything was so peaceful with all the daytime shoppers gone for the eve...
They'd always talked about the possibility of her experiencing sex with another man, in fact it had been a part of their love making routine for a number of years, and her orgasms, produced by such talk, were the most stunning and certainly the most satisfying. For his part Craig simply fed his wife's fantasy and it was she who embroidered the ideas until t...
"Sorry!" Will yelped the word out while trying to turn around gracefully with an over-stuffed laundry basket in both arms and the door propped open with one foot. It didn't work; when he pulled his foot away from the door, it smacked him in the elbow, almost causing the laundry basket to slip from his grasp and forcing him to lean heavily on the doorframe to...
Rowan sat in the cafe, looking up through the window at the gray sky. She was a picture of poetic melancholy in her heavy sweater, and long sandy hair parted in the middle. For weeks she'd been eating lunch at the same table, waiting, wondering when her next mission would come and what it would be. When the waitress dropped her change off, she knew the wait...
With barely a full company's worth of troops currently able to stand or bear arms, Rowan ordered the brave soldiers to take their rest and enjoy the fruits of victory. The Count declared a day of celebration in the town, and a great many wine and ale casks were breached. Some of the now veteran warriors found dalliance with the grateful townsfolk, or their f...
Author's note: This is a big departure from what I've written previously. I'll give you fair caution however, this is a longish story with many words. I have taken quite a few liberties with Celtic mythology, and also with geography, fashions, and timelines. Oh, I was also 'creative' with architecture and speech too! Any resemblance to anyone living or dead...
The young friends finished their meal and parted ways for the evening. Bryce was needed back at the bridge guard tower for duty, until the caravan was unloaded down at the southern warehouse, and Boyle wanted to be back at the stables to look over the horses. He would have a busy night attending to them, especially the injured ones, and he would likely also...
It was late on Friday night, Jasmine waved goodbye to everyone before she exited from the back door of the restaurant. She had taken no more than a few steps in the direction of the bridge when she saw Rowan in the shadows leaning against a wall smoking a cigarette watching her interestedly. Being this close to him made her heart beat erratically as her m...
It had been a long tough summer. My company had assigned me as usual to be the lead on major development project. For the past four months I had worked seven days a week, twelve plus hours a day. It seemed all I did was work and sleep. I seldom even had the energy for a stress-relieving jack off. The big celebration party and large bonus check after the suc...
Emma stood before Kai, a smug expression played at the corners of her mouth. The meeting had not gone well for Kai, he had argued with his father in front of the entire council, and his father had put Kai back in his place like an ill-tempered child. "Awww, did Daddy hurt little Kai's feelings?" Emma asked him in a mockingly saccharine voice. Kai was not in...