Life, death, rebirth, a love unending...Fates circle seemed in perpetual motion as of late. Alexandra Jade mused while looking out into the winter night. Fat flakes of snow dotted the earth below her balcony. The woman was hardly dressed for the cold. An oversized black shirt and loose sleep shorts were all she and normally braided white-blond hair fell to l...
He called to wish her a good morning and found her half-asleep and half-aroused. She reported that she was just laying there thinking of him and wishing that he were home. They chatted about the small details of life for a few minutes, until her soft sighs and whispers distracted him completely. She was a very sensual woman and he found her morning passion h...
I stood outside, cigarette in hand, breathing in the summer air and the smoke and the traffic fumes. I'd finally found the pub, hidden among the narrow back streets of central Sheffield, buried under suffocating ivy. I was shaking, and sweating. It was unusually warm, even for July, and my jacket and nerves weren't doing me any favours. Removing the jacket...
The shirt slipped off her shoulder again. She tugged it up with a half laugh and a mild oath and dumped a cup of flour into the bowl. She felt him move to stand behind her. She kept her head down, concentrating on the batter. His breath fanned across her neck and tickled her ear bringing a rash of goose bumps out on her skin. She continued to whisk the conte...
My coworker Alison got up from our small table in the back of the crowed pub. "I'll be right back guys." She leaned over to whisper something into her husband's ear. Knowing Todd was distracted I took the opportunity to scope out her cleavage. At work her chest was usually concealed but tonight her top was cut low and some lucky piece of fabric was lifting...
I sit alone, bored at my desk. Another lonely day, pulling medical files, doing payments.. blah blah... Now that everyone on my floor is off on a two-day meeting in Jersey, I’m all alone. Well at least I can listen to whatever I want on the radio. My cd player is spinning Pantera right now and I keep it low. Good thing too because my boss comes upstairs to m...
Prologue Sean Kline sat naked in a chair in the middle of a dark room. Actually he was strapped to the chair, his wrists and ankles were bound to the chair with leather straps. He looked around and wondered how long he had been here. The only light that entered the room was from the steel door whenever it opened. The room smelled like piss and he could hear...
This story is copyrighted ©, all rights reserved. If you wish to use it please contact the author. Oily water is closing on the oar as it enters the water in regular long strokes and emerges, glistening wet, like a tongue on a lover. The lagoon is still, heavy deep fog around us gives even more of a sense of stillness. Venice is just a dream. The fuzzy...
Sarah leaned in close to my ear as I sipped my vodka-cranberry cocktail and watched the crowd from our table. "Oh my god, Joss." I frowned and set my drink on the table. "What?" I looked into her wide eyes and knew that whatever was on her mind, it couldn't be good. It was my first time out to the bar scene in almost a year. Sarah had pleaded with me to...
The rope creaked a little under my weight, the chafing bite settling more firmly into my wrists. It was looped through a ceiling hook - probably meant for a plant, but light bondage works, too, right? - and secured around the locked doorknob. My boss was officially "out" of his office at this hour. So was I. Unofficially, we had been meeting after hours for...