It all started with the invitation in the mail. It changed my mother's life and then mine as well. Dad had been dead for a year and I knew Mom was lonely. I tried to talk to her once a week and see her every couple of months but she was so far away and it was hard. The invitation read: You are cordially invited to the joining of Ms. Elizabeth Barney and...
The moonlight cast a silvery glow around her, reflecting in the ankle deep pool of liquid silver that she waded in. The water was cool against her warm skin, she barely noticed. She didn't notice the diamonds above sparkling like the regal jewels her mother told her as a child they really were. Her mother spun tales of gods and goddesses, unearthly treasures...
She walked into the crowded darkened room, the music pumping; it was her friends costume party. Her costume was ingenious, a schoolgirl innocent yet at the same time sexy. The tartan skirt ending 5 inches above the knee, her white knee high stockings shimmered in what light was in the room, not that anyone could see but under that skirt was a white silk and...
Mathew Harold had reached the pinnacle of his profession having visited, inspected and anointed some of the tallest buildings in the world. Dating back to even before the Empire State Building in New York City, later to the twin towers of the World Trade Center, and Sears Tower in Chicago, he traveled through the United States working through the buildings o...
I'm looking for my thoughts on all of this. I'm looking for an identity that I'll soon discover. I'll find myself in these passages. What will it be this time? Where is my moment now? There's an undulating that I want to continue. There's a reason for this suspense. There's a particular something that I'm looking for with these words. It's an itch I love t...
Our lips continue their passionate waltz with each other as I feel my strength returning. One kiss after the other slips over my lips as our hands work in a fury over each other's body. Your fingers work over my bare chest, as I reach down and massage your butt through your skirt. Our kisses deepen as the passion of the evening starts to take over our souls....
It was a crisp, fall night, the kind we both loved and, just maybe; it set the stage for a remarkable memory... passion filled. As we enjoyed a sumptuous dinner, fire crackling in the foreground, we talked of the mundane and filled the gaps with flirting and laughter. Midway through dinner I caught a glimpse of what can only be described as... well, at the...
You lie back and sense my finger slowly tracing a trail up from the crook of your arm. I watch the tender skin softly flow under the gentle touch as I reach your shoulder. A direction change, and I slowly begin exploring the edge of your body, letting my finger trickle down your side, briefly skimming the gentle curves to your waist and rolling up to dance b...
It was her birthday. As I had been out of town for some weeks, we had been apart and were both keenly anticipating our reunion. I was to make her a birthday dinner and, of course, had many plans for our reacquaintance that night. I arrived at her new house with two bags of groceries. She threw open the door and hugged me passionately before I could even set...
For the second time, Dasha had brought me to the edge, exposed me in my excitement to other eyes, teased me, played with me, and then calmly said enough. I was pounding as we walked out of the garden, my penis still hard, sticking up in my pants where I had tried to put it away, aware all time of the woman watching from her balcony, and wanting desperately t...