Ever since I started working the late shift at the hospital, I have been stopping at the same gas station on my way home from work. Every night I buy the same thing. A bottle of coke, and a newspaper. Some nights I don't feel like rushing home to an empty house, so I will stand and talk to the night clerk who works there. This had gone on for almost a year...
My husband had given me rules for the trip. They were given nonchalantly. No sex, no hand jobs, blow jobs or making out. The rules were simple. Though rules were made to be broken. I was going to visit an old colleague who was on a business trip out of town. I hadn't seen him in months, though I had been using snap chat messages to keep in contact with him....
Vanessa parked her car a short distance from the front door she'd been watching for weeks now. This was part of her regular routine, and she had learned to understand the signals that the people in the house were home. And tonight they were, inside sharing a meal and glass of wine, perhaps, or maybe watching TV. Whatever it was, she knew it would be cozy and...
Craig lived with his mother, and since his father’s death four years ago, they had constantly argued over anything and everything. Craig had had enough and wanted to leave home, but working part-time didn’t give him much money and he couldn’t afford a place of his own. Ted lived with two other roommates. He had grown tired of their untidiness and dirty habi...
It was like we were on a first date. Dinner was consumed over a conversation littered with flirting and laughter. The honesty of our earlier conversation had freed us from the shackles of a pernicious tension that neither of us had even realised was there until it had evaporated. I deliberately moved my chair around the table to be closer to him, to touch hi...
Graham Ward sat. He had been sitting in the same position; eyes fixed straight ahead, for the last thirty minutes. The sounds of sexual excitement from the next room were disturbing and distracting and he half wondered if he would ever get used to them. He believed that his choice in this matter was limited. Every few minutes he would close his eyes, trying...
It's a casual Tuesday night and we meet up for dinner after work at one of our favorite understated restaurants. As usual Niko arrives early, and I'm running a few minutes late. By now I've become a lot more punctual and he, a lot more understanding. It's been seven years since we met in college, and two since we moved out to San Francisco together to build...
The rich, hardwood bedframe at the Crane Resort is imprinted in my thoughts these days. The tall bedposts, carved in intricate designs, stand elegant and powerful atop the polished tile floor. The idea of the winds blowing off the sea, carrying the warm, salty mist up the cliff, is so erotic and romantic. Imagining the sounds and visions of lovers that have...
The cum was still dripping from my face as I followed Crystal to the guestroom. I found her on the floor, crying, she still had on the strap on and her thigh high boots. I lie on the floor next to her. She tries to push me away, but she barely resists. "I'm sorry," she says while tears engulf her face. "It's okay," I say trying to hold back tears of my own...
They sat quietly for a few minutes. Pulling clothing back into place a little dazed from the orgasms they had each experienced. The movie continued providing more of a backdrop than a focus point at the moment. The doctor put an arm around Ingrid and Brenda and drew them close. "I'd come to the movies more often if they all started like that," he whispered...