The fire crackled and threw flickering light into the room; dozens upon dozens of candles were placed in every spot possible. A large white fur rug was in front of the fireplace and next to it sat a small table, about a foot high, just big enough for the wine bottle and two glasses that it held. "Oh, Dean, it's perfect," Sara breathlessly exclaimed as she s...
"So what's she like?" I asked Steve, my best friend and one of my companions for the evening. "Jesus, Brock," he replied, "You'll find out any minute now. She's on her way here. I told her to meet us at your place. I didn't think you'd mind." I didn't at all. Steve and I had plans to go out tonight, to unwind after a long week. Graphic Design was work we b...
"It's God Himself, I think. That's the true lost lover. At least, I think that's the place where Will gets sad." Bijou curled her legs under her and leaned forward to refill Sara's wineglass before she continued. "I don't know, it's merely a theory. But I think he's smart enough to be aware that faith is beautiful and necessary, that magic and the angelic...
Cynthia and I quietly made our way down the stairs to the living room. We paused for a moment to watch Sara and Andy on the couch, then stepped over to the bar, where I poured each of us a drink. Then, smiling knowingly at each other, we toasted to the evening and walked back into the living room, standing a few feet from our guests. Sara had removed her ja...
Frank switched the tv to mute and looked at the clock, it was 11:19 pm. He was bored, stuck in this shitty motel room with nothing to do and nowhere to go. He was in town on business and didn't really know the area well enough to find a good bar to try and score from. He flipped open his laptop and started casually searching the web, idly contemplating seein...
This tale is not for "fap" readers. Sorry. The story, written in UK English, might include various categories. All fictional characters are over the age of consent. Sex tales / short stories are not my usual writing genre, although I have written several erotic scenes for my novels. So, here goes... Tales from Mondale - Prologue He still could not believe...
When Sara and I travel on business, it's always a lot of fun. There are some days, though, when I know that Sara doesn't like to travel. Those would be around those big days of the year that are very personal and important to her. Her daughters' birthdays. Mother's Day. Her husband's birthday (What can I say? She still love the lug, even though we're carryi...
"Am I really going to do this?" She thought to herself as she got closer to his place. Sara was a 36 yo married woman who stood 5'7 and had beautiful red hair. She turned the corner in her car and saw the building of her lover. "I will be waiting downstairs to meet you." He had texted her earlier. Sara could see the front door to the building, she looked...
Sara sat alone in the small restaurant/bar of her hotel trying to concentrate on the book she had been reading while waiting for her meal to be served. She was still upset over her friend not keeping his promise. He had made her visit unbearable and rather than argue with him another day she had left and gotten herself a room till her flight out Sunday night...
Rick and Sara took advantage of the warm sun and finished her photo shoot in the back yard. Sara playfully posed for Rick trying to get him excited. The only problem was, that she too was excited. After confronting her fear of being caught naked outside, Sara enjoyed being photographed hiding behind trees or modeling on the Harley. The warm seat felt good to...