Scarlett Johansson was bored. She was more bored than she had ever been in her entire life. What she was doing wasn't supposed to be boring, but she was still bored. She was at a very elegant party in one of New York's finest hotels. It was still early in the evening and Scarlett's only hope for a more interesting night seemed to be the drink she was nursing...
This one's for the Summer Lovin' Story Contest. So your votes and comments would be much appreciated. This one is a real romance and a bit of a slow burn, and I hope you'll enjoy it. EWAN I was feeling at loose ends without my sons. Being a sixth grade teacher with my summers off, we usually enjoyed at least a month together at the cottage. The boys had...
"So are you gonna ground me, Doc?" the P-8 pilot asked. "Sorry, my friend. Three days. Mandatory. And I'm writing you a prescription. That's one nasty mess you've got going on up there, and until it's cleared out, there's no way you're flying anything." "I knew something was going on. I just didn't know it was that bad," the young Navy lieutenant, junior g...
"Ed, you can't be serious? I haven't missed a day of work in what? Fifteen years? I'm out for a week with a terrible cold complete with fever, chills, and night sweats, for heaven's sake, and you're letting me go? Really?" "Janice, I really am sorry, but it's all about ratings. You know that, right? It isn't personal. It's business. We brought Ariel in whil...
Gilbert unlocked the door to the apartment and walked in. It was Saturday morning, so he expected to be alone. His younger roommates spent every weekend visiting with their families. He had kissed his family goodbye six years ago, and never looked back. Well, almost never, he thought as he strode through the living room and into the kitchen. He opened the re...
In and out of consciousness, I caught glimpses of his face. He was barely familiar to me, like someone out of a dream and with time bending over and through itself under a haze of narcotics, I couldn't be sure if I remembered him from two hours ago or two years. Just as I began to focus in the bright afternoon light streaming through my bedroom window, a sha...
I was tempted to submit this story to the Loving Couples section, but I appreciate that it does really belong in Nonconsent, Reluctance. If themes of this nature aren't enjoyable to you or, worse, you find them to be repugnant or offensive, then you really shouldn't read this story. I must also warn you that it starts slow and even escalates slowly into the...
Just a whimsical quickie for the few who appreciated my last oxymoronic non sequitur... (All fiction. Never knew anyone like these characters. All countries described are fictional. Surely you can't believe a constitutional republic called the United States of America ever existed. No one with flickering intelligence would bother imagining the extant 21st C...
This is the 2nd of a four part story of how my wife explained a part of her past. If you haven't read Part 1, I urge you to read "Jill's Past?" first. There's not a lot of sex in this chapter, but it covers an essential part of her explanation so that Part 3 & 4 will make sense. I hope you enjoy! ***** The following day, Saturday, Jill was already up...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. This is a bit longer than I usually write but breaking it up does it no justice. I hope you read through it. It's not a cuckold fest, not a swinger story. But it's the story of a woman from her point of view. It's a tribute to a young woman of my youth I never had a relationship with but found later fro...