My one o'clock class with a group of freshmen is usually quite boring their young minds not fully in tune with the intricacies of eighteenth century authors. I usually had to lead them by the hand through the meanings of some passages in their reading assignments. But that's my job and one of the reasons I went into teaching. The class bell rang and I sent t...
It was a Friday afternoon and I was feeling a little bored and some what curious... I had spent the last hour or so watching porn, but not just the usual straight type of porn I'd usually watch... For some reason I had an urge to watch men fuck other men and have guys dress up as girls and fuck themselves with toys! I was so turned on and a little confus...
My Husband has asked me to write this. I suppose it's a kind of a confession, perhaps for us both. I owe him at least this. Though it is not an apology. It will tell many things about the last year of our marriage. (That's wrong, our marriage isn't over, yet.) It infers many things about the previous years in our relationship too. The events in the last year...
Mark was down in the dumps. Sitting at the bar he was moaning to Stan about his boring marriage. “I sit on my own in my den whilst my wife sits upstairs watching cable.” “I don’t know what’s gone wrong. Tammy’s beautiful, but there’s no spark, she spends more time looking at herself in the mirror than she does speaking to me.” “We’ve been married twenty y...
Early next morning Louise's text arrived. 'Was it a good night?' It was clear I had been seen at Anita's. I pondered for a few seconds, and sent a reply. 'She invited me over for a chat. Trish is working on an interview for Steve.' A ping and, 'A long chat! But thanks from Steve. Miss you.' I replied, 'Miss you too.' The phone went quiet. Andrew was...
Author's Note: District A1 is an anthology series. Each Week will usually focus on a different character, but in the same setting: District A1. ------------------- The sound of Sonia's phone ringing woke her from sleep. She lifted her head sharply, causing a painful crick in her neck. She cried out and let her head fall face-down back onto her pillow. She...
Craig shook his head and slapped a few more slices of ham on the grill. Immediately it began to sizzle. He sliced lengthwise into a sub bun and put it open-side down on the grill next to the cooking ham. It was a beautiful Wednesday afternoon and he had a line of customers in his sub shop, placing their orders and waiting for carry-outs. It was great to be s...
The youngest of the black boys, took out his mobile and began to make a phone call. I was somewhat disappointed as I assumed he was going to be taking photographs of me adorned like the hardcore sex kitten I was portraying. He began speaking quietly at first, then let out a huge belly laugh. "Yeah babe send the Limo to this address straight away. We've go...
The girl walked briskly but gracefully through the city streets. It was only October but already a hard autumn chill was in the air. She pulled her long coat tightly around her as she hurried across a cobble-stoned street. Her glossy dark curls bounced behind her as she moved. Upon reaching the other side she glanced at herself reflected in the bookseller's...
"So would you like a happy ending with your massage?" Annette Brite asked in that sexy posh voice of hers. "Uh, doesn't that involve you... uh... jerking me off?" Clive Little asked. "Yes, Mr. Little," Annette laughed. "It is indeed a euphemism for hand relief." Little was at a loss on how to respond. He was still trying to work out how he'd ended up here...