It's our last day at the hotel. I woke up early and decide not to disturb you. I slip out to the living room and grab myself a snack while I explore my phone for a bit. After getting caught up on the day's news and playing a few games, I decide I may as well start getting ready for the day. You're still asleep when I enter the bedroom. I smile, looking down...
It was the beginning of summer and the weather was good for camping, sunny, no wind and no rain. We are a fairly large group that like going camping together, but this particular weekend only my wife, I and another unmarried couple decided to go away for the weekend. At the last minute Anna had a family crisis and could not go along, but her partner, John w...
I hear the knock on my door. I open it with a great deal of anticipation. You are standing there on the front porch glancing back at the street as though anticipating whether to retrace your steps. I know you must be as anxious as I am. We have corresponded for a year by email but never meet in real life before. I get a quick glance at your back before you q...
I watch you sleeping; your steady breathing is comforting as I see your chest rise and fall. It's Christmas morning and I know soon our house will be full of the sights and sounds of Christmas. I smile as you murmur in your sleep, turning your face towards me. I lean forward; cupping your jaw I run my thumb across your bottom lip, feeling your breath puff ou...
I am making preparations to meet your flight. You've been gone three month and tonight will be one that neither of us will ever forget. It's 6PM and your flight arrives at 7:18PM. I am soaking in a warm bubble bath, slowly running the razor over every inch of my glorious legs, ensuring my mound is as smooth and soft as velvet. I go the extra mile, knowing h...
I can see your window from here. Not that there is much to see, the left window is always open, the right closed, the curtains forever drawn. I can even smell you from here, the house does not smell too pleasant, but I never could stand the smell of smoke! It isn't the houses smell that interests me, it's your smell, the smell of sexual tension radiates fr...
Chapter 1: her story We're in the bedroom...You ask for me to strip for You...i do it slowly... i want You to enjoy every new part of my body as it's revealed to You... mmmmmm...i watch Your eyes and see a hunger...a desire... You look intense...pleased You tell me..."turn around pet, bend over so I can see your beautiful ass...You are caressing Yourself as...
Here's another short story. As I've mentioned before, a longer work is being in production right now, it's maybe half done and will take me quite a bit longer to write. I'll try and continue these short stories to keep my 'at least once a week' postings. Oh yeah, and as far as High School Love is concerned, I will probably not continue it. Frankly it wasn't...
The next few days just disappeared as if they didn't exist. No matter what we did time flew bye. We even tried to recreate some of the things we had already done. Even a visit to the Secret Cove. But when we got to the place where we left the car last time there was already a car there. I went down to check the shelf and there was a rock on it. It was as if...
You're not sure what you're doing, or even why you're doing it. The email seemed simple at first, but the further you get the more your courage deserts you. You know you love him, but to get in your car at a moments notice, drive to a town you don't know, and stop at a hotel, just because of an email, is far beyond anything you've ever done before. Damn it,...