There was a very good reason that I was in Spain. I was intrigued by the history and culture of it, in particular I was intrigued by the music and dance, the flamenco, and that is why I had avoided the more popular tourist regions of Cadiz and Malaga in favour of Cordoba. I had driven from village to village seeking the grassroots flamenco; sure I could hav...
Hello again, this is the final instalment of the Marblehead Max trilogy. If you haven’t read the first parts, I urge you to do so. Also I’d welcome feedback of any kind, positive/negative or indifferent. Please don’t forget to vote, but above all ENJOY. By the way, in response to a couple of queries, Marblehead is English slang for an uncontrollable erecti...
"Who could be calling," I thought to myself as my cell phone rang early Saturday evening. "What? Lauren? I thought she was doing her high school 'band mom' thing even though her son graduated two years ago." "Hey, Lauren, what's up?" "Stan, I need your help," Lauren pleaded with a sense of urgency and exasperation in her voice. Before I could ask what was...
The episode with Armand threw a scare into Martin and me. Martin was very tired for the next two days and slept a lot. It was more than a month before I initiated any sexual contact between us again. It was a cool but sunny day in October and Martin was sitting in his wing backed chair looking out the window at the fall colours and the sea with a book in hi...
It was a typical night away from home on business travel. Work all day, hit the hotel gym for a workout on broken down machines, and a sub-par meal at the downstairs lobby bar. At least the beer was cold. I've been traveling for 25 years, and every once in awhile a woman will talk to me, and sometimes we have a really nice time. I buy her drinks, she laughs...
I was asked by a friend if I would donate some time to a local charity. I was at a meeting at a woman's home who was the chair of the committee. We had several meetings prior to this and basically all of the planning was finished. This particular get together was more of a congratulation party prior to the fund raising event. Some of the women I've know f...
Chapter 4, for your pleasure, dear readers. :) There isn't as much sexual congress in this chapter, but that is because the story needs more history to it for you to appreciate what underpins it. Chapter 5, I promise, will have more sex as the story moves forward. Enjoy! ***** Buhawi stopped mid-stroke, a sudden constriction of his windpipe and loss of a...
This is my first story so please be kind. I'm about to share one of my fantasies with you; one I enjoyed all through high school and college. My neighbour was freaking smoking hot and I loved the way she dressed. I've never had a writing class so please help me out with any issues with my writing. All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitt...
I walked into the hotel room not really knowing what to expect; my heart lurched as soon as my eyes spied the beauty lying on the bed. Elizabeth's legs were crossed, but still much thigh was showing under the short pink skirt she was wearing even though the lower half of her legs were covered by thigh-high white leather boots. A matching pink blouse, tied in...
Authors Foreword: Here is a short story with a little black humor that even the BTB folk might find themselves neutral. Thanks for constructive comments. Hope you enjoy this very short piece. June Craft had one goal only: to untangle herself from the arms of the sleeping man who held her this early Sunday morning. She refreshed herself and washed all her...