The Residence was still and quiet under the last full moon of summer. The stucco walls of the bungalows glowed like mother of pearl. The walkways between them dappled with silver and shadow. The two-story bungalows were arranged in a rectangle facing inward to a beautifully landscaped commons area. Each had a walled-in courtyard garden in the back overlooked...
"Some people!!! Grrr..." I growled, slamming the phone down, causing a coworker or two to look at me with fear and worry. It was my hundredth call of the morning, and it wasn't pleasant. No, not at all. Computer users can be such IDIOTS sometimes, I mused to myself. I was struggling with a network project, but kept getting sidetracked by the phone constantly...
"Come here" he says, barely more than a whisper. He's sitting in the chair next to our bed. I obey him because I am compelled to follow his implicit instructions. There is no forcing of the issue, not from day one. I give in to him because I want to, or more importantly, because I need to. Need... is a strong emotion. I walk to where he is sitting in the d...
From Chapter Two: As I began to regain consciousness, I first noticed Candace on the floor, kneeling at Jill's feet. I looked over at Candace, and she caught my eye briefly before looking back to the ground. "Sir, I think your mistress wishes to ravish me," Candace said quietly. There was a slight tremor in her voice. "Yes I do," Jill said boldly, drawing...
Kent slowly opened his eyes to let his eyes adjust to the bright light from the lamp. He slowly rolled over and stretched as he saw Kim sitting up thumbing through something on her phone in a white tank top and boyshorts. She looked at him and said "Good morning!" as her eyes shifted down to his chest. She stared at a lilac purple lace babydoll that had jus...
If you have not read the previous story titled Graduation Party for Tommy, I suggest you read it first as this is a continuation of that wonderful time in a boy's life when he first experiences the touch, feel and sexual caress of a young woman's body. Just to recap, Tommy is an 18 year old boy working with me at the local gas station. He was too shy to ask...
I have heard it said that you can never be too rich or too thin but whoever said that obviously didn't know Angela Tubinello. We all watched her waste away to nothing, her hair growing lifeless, her skin patchy as she convinced herself and her body that she didn't need food, her Daddy's money or anything or anyone here at St. Charlotte's. Her whole life she...
They emerged, hand in hand, into an evening set cold underneath a mix of cloud and deep blue sky. The bright ball of the moon hung high stage left, bathing the city in light and infusing the unclouded parts of the sky with a deep and iridescent blue. He turned and kissed her. They paused. Her breathing was still slightly heavy with the daring and excitement...
************************************************* Copyright jeanne_d_artois October 2006 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *******...
She knew that no good could come of it. That's what she kept telling herself as she tidied the house, straightened her skirt, checked her lipstick. No good. And yet the house kept getting tidier. No cancellation phone calls were made. The lipstick was fresh and inviting with just a hint of melon scent. She knew better, but held onto the belief that it had be...