CHAPTER SIX The Ski Trip The couple arrived at the ski resort planning to spend a romantic weekend away from the worries and people at home. The air outside was cold and crisp. The sun glistened down on the rolling hills and mountains of fresh powder snow giving the appearance of tiny diamonds sparkling everywhere. You could hear the crunch crunch of t...
For New Years you've flown out to Portland and I pick you up at the Airport and head to Mt Hood in my 4WD SUV. As we head out of the city you marvel at the mountains and the millions of evergreen trees. As we begin our ascent it starts snowing which makes you nervous. I tell you to relax; I've driven in snow hundreds of times. We drive about an hour and we...
I had been thinking that this trip for work would be something of a break from the teasing, the taunting, the domination and the humiliation. Not that I was sure I needed a break from being your toy, but the way you've been using me leaves my head spinning. Perhaps, I thought, what I need is a break to clear my head. Then I can reassert myself. Two days in...
Several years ago, I was out of town working on a project, in Salt Lake. Wow, what a breathtaking place. The Mountains, the people and we got to stay just across from work in a very nice hotel. It was a popular hotel with the college campus just next door, so we had lots of sports people their, conventions, and the like. I had been going there for several we...
I have been away on business for a few weeks - guess it's my turn to leave you and Jenny alone again - and although we have spoken at least twice a day (including some very exciting phone sex late at night!), I have missed you terribly. Finally those boring meetings and crappy hotel meals and beds are over and my plane has just landed. I deplane as quickly a...
Last night as I slept I had this dream... I was staying in a cabin on a mountain. It looked as if I was snowed in. I was all alone. I built a fire and soaked in a hot tub. I was so relaxed and sleepy I curled up in a pile of pillows and quickly fell asleep. I woke up purring. Your hands warm and strong were gliding over my body leaving a trail of heat wher...
From the moment I met June, I knew she was special. It should have been just an ordinary day like a thousand of them that had gone before. I had put in my full day at the publishing company I worked at where my exalted title was Junior Editor which meant next to nothing. Our main gig was magazines and we published quite a few, some of which you would undoub...
After we rented the apartment at the Old Inn at Plattsburgh, my wife and I proceeded to unpack and move in, box by box. It was a cold Saturday and we did not see our first neighbor until 10 AM, a common woman, wearing glasses, with scraggly black hair in a long gray coat. She looked at me as if I were scum and hurried on her way. My wife Andi, not the object...
In my bedroom, I still insist on a corded landline, even if it's an extension. (Such old-fashioned terms...) The rest of the House thinks it's due to my preparedness paranoia - "the phone company maintains power, even when the main lines go down," I said once - but really? It's for intimate conversations. When holding on to a little rectangle just won't do....
***Inspired by the writing "Licking Your Brain: The Art of Talking Dirty" by Dominant_Soul2 from another website. Thank you for your permission to give you credit where credit is due...and for the inspiration.*** --- What would you do if we were lying in bed... If I whispered, "Hello, my love," my lips barely touching your ear, would my warm breath tickl...