I'm not sure what pulls me from bed. I hear sounds at first... my husband's soft breath in my ear... Our beating hearts. But... was that our hearts? Or...? A drum beat? Slipping slowly and dreamily from my loving mate's arms, I move to the edge of the bed, listening. Yes, there it was... a soft, low beat. Like a drum beat, but a drum made of something natura...
My fingers danced across my guitar, bathing me in sound. "You sit so close with your hand on my cheek, Whispers so soft, voice heavenly sleek, I've never seen you, but I love you so much, You can play things by ear, babe, but I'll play them by touch." Chords rose and fell, like a gentle ocean. My ears were the boat. I let myself be rocked to and fr...
In the days after fucking Felix, the tech support geek, in her office, Lisa watched as he kept chatting up her employees. What was once a free for all of women making fun of a geeky tech guy had changed to a far more mutual interaction. It wasn't that Felix didn't enjoy the ribbing before, it was just more interactive all around now that he had a little more...
A gentler effort from me this time. Here we have Alan helping the neighbour pack up her house. He's there because he's recognised she's a very desirable lady, with carnal urges unlocked inside him. I hope you enjoy what follows. I apologise now for any errors which [likely] remain in the text. Feedback would be appreciated. Most important of all – thank y...
Jim chuckled to himself at the irony. He didn't dwell on it. But from time to time a circumstance arose, so to speak, that reminded him of the strange twist his life had taken. When most men had admitted to themselves that it was time to see the doc about a prescription, Jim's libido and physical capability had increased beyond what was expected of an older...
I missed Becky's party. I missed it because she couldn't have it; at least not at our house. Laurie was home when I got there Wednesday. Becky left a note on the kitchen's peninsula. She wrote that she was going out with friends and would be back in the evening; most likely to get her things for a two day camping trip. Fortunately for me Laurie was in our b...
CHAPTER 1 The words 'bright, sullen, clever, devious and tough as old boots' would have described Jackie Stone as a young girl perfectly. She really was a mixed bag. Until Jackie turned ten she was a pretty and rather cute energetic youngster thriving under her mother's care and protection but during that year cancer was diagnosed and months later Rebecca S...
This is part 1 of a three part series. My stories take time to get going, this one is no exception. Please try to be constructive in the comments. Thanks for reading. ***** Chapter 1 Zoey was exasperated. She was running late for her tee time because of the jackass exterminator. He had hung around wasting time before giving her the bill so he could og...
Mable busied herself in her kitchen, pacing anxiously as she moved from one little task to another, all the while glancing at the clock on the wall. She was more than a little nervous about accepting Leslie's invitation for a social get-together and couldn't help but wonder might have precipitated such an invitation. More than anything, she longed to have a...
"What's taking you so long? And where are you?" "I'm an hour away; it's the traffic, baby." "One hour? Oh shit. I had told you yesterday that my husband's going out of station today morning and won't be back till tomorrow night. And now you say one hour." "Sorry, baby. It's the traffic. Can't take any chances with this traffic." "Shit! And I thought you...