Andrea didn't notice James until he was half way down the stairs. She was too absorbed watching Marky Mark in her favorite guilty pleasure: Shooter. As usual, her husband, a struggling science fiction writer was all wrapped up drafting his latest. With pen in hand and a, most likely forgotten, pencil stashed between his ear and head, he appeared to be going...
Have you ever come across someone that just makes your heart race when ever they enter the room? It's a wonderful feeling. A little lonely at times when you lack the courage to speak the words you so badly wish to and your life choices forbid it. This story is based upon those feelings never dared ventured and the sometimes overwhelming desire to have wha...
We were about as diverse a family as one could find: Dad was black, Mom - Japanese, Ethan was Hispanic, and I was Anglo. Dad called us a Heinz 57 family, after a breed of dog that had a little bit of many breeds in it. Dad was Army and met Mom when he was stationed in Japan during the Viet Nam war. When he got out, he became a mechanic. Mom taught math at t...
My personal white chocolate or should I say more like a mocha latte light with whipped cream sweetened to perfection. This was Jason; mine and all mine. Sensitive, caring, witty and a kid at heart. Don't even get me started on his sexing. As a matter of fact how about we go back to the day I met my "Mocha". I had just gotten out of my navy blue BMW. My sec...
Ward sat in his bedroom in the large apartment, trying to ignore but inevitably listening to the loud argument between his roommate Fred and Matt's girlfriend Lydia. He had heard it all before anyway. They had been going together for what must be seven months now, and for just about all that time Fred had been working on getting Renee into his bed. But Lydi...
When Megan Peters opened her mailbox that morning she found a single letter; a plain white envelope with her name typed on the front, a central city postmark and no return address. Walking inside to her kitchen she sat down with a cup of coffee and opened the letter. Once she began reading she forgot all about the coffee. 'Dear Mrs. Peters,' it began. 'This...
I was enjoying the sauna my sweet fuck, Henry, had installed in my apartment, when the FedX guy knocked at my apartment. I opened the door holding on to a small towel around my middle, my ass exposed, and my nipples barely covered. Poor fella could not help but stare, and barely whispered when he asked for my signature. So I dropped the towel on the floor, t...
Note from the author: This story is for my friend Mal, who put it into my head. I hope he likes it. "Is there anything else I can get you, miss?" the waiter said, leaning over Elenia. He was smiling at her and attempting to look down her dress at the same time and making no secret about it. Then again, she supposed she couldn't blame him. She was wearing...
The phone rang. "Hey baby, what are you doing?" "Not much, love...just waiting for your call." Talking to David was the high point in Jennifer’s day. She knew that he would call every night between 9 and 10 and she spent the latter part of every evening anxiously awaiting the voice of her long distance lover. Living 200 miles apart made things stressful...
Violet didn't leave him sitting long before she hurried over and kneeled before him. They had a mutual agreement to which he held faithfully. This was college, a time of opportunity so he had been told countless times. With a few well placed friends, some generous financial contributions, and knowledge of a few sordid affairs, he was on the A-list. Every doo...