There was no two-ways about it. Clive's girl-friend was no oil-painting. But that wasn't why she was becoming so unpopular. She had a distinctive whining voice and just didn't know when to shut up! That was her most unwelcome feature. Many a night out at the local club had been ruined with her incessant chatter and meaningless drivel. Clive seemed completel...
"The First Encounter" The wooden door creaks shut as the family maid steps out from the back door of a tiny house resting atop a hill surrounded by thick timberland. As the sun descends behind the treeline she notices the brilliant hues stretched across the distant sky. She tucks her wage into the small pocket of her tattered wool dress and starts on her jo...
Mike was your typical 18-year-old alpha male. Not only was he the captain of the basketball and baseball teams, but he also had the looks (and package) that made all the girls drop to their knees. Even at his age, he'd already had sex with more than 30 women, including some more than 10 years his senior. If it wasn't already apparent, Mike could get whatev...
Either the tape was messed up, slowing down and speeding up with rhythmic distortion, or I'd started hallucinating. Either way the night was a slow movie set crawling towards the car, and nothing was as real as it once had been. I had to remind myself occasionally of the law. "Shit! Reality! The fucking cops! Remember! Remember!" I'd been going somewhere, b...
Her writing has had a profound impact on my pleasure. Almost everyday I look for a new creation from her. I know most days there won't be one but I harden with anticipation anyway. I read her older stories and search for the pieces that might reveal her. She has told me they are real so I must wonder if she is a part of them. She has become my sexual muse....
I sat at the bar halfway through my first martini of the evening when I saw her in the mirror behind the bar as she entered with her girlfriend. I couldn't help the surge of excitement as it made its way through my body and settled into a holding pattern a little below my belt. As always, I was first drawn to Tina's smile. No matter how many people were in a...
It was rainy and dark. Jessica's feet hurt from walking too far in stiletto boots but she didn't want her husband to hear the car. She swore at herself, irritated with the decision to walk as she tugged at her too short skirt. This is so stupid, she thought to herself. She felt like a whore but without having done anything yet. She just hoped to god that he...
Natalie Horton and I first met when we were sophomores at our high school in the San Diego suburb of Del Mar. She was a statistician for the girls' basketball team, while I was a budding star for our boys' team. We became good friends that spring, when she was a distance runner and I a high jumper for the school's track team. Natalie looked exactly like you'...
Old age can have a negative effect on most fellas. I've heard so many stories of men who've fallen victim to time's cold fingers, but somehow I've been able to retain my virility through many years of hard labor and long drives. Of course, my job...well, it's not so much a "job" as a labor of love, my work concerns keeping people happy. And when your priorit...
"Stupid Ian." Sara muttered as she scrubbed the life out of the toilet seat. Her back ached and it screamed for revenge. Just two days ago, Ian had told her he liked her. Just this morning, he had told her he missed her. And right now, at this very moment, as Sara wielded a menacing scrubber in her hand and smelled like tooti-frutti ice cream X manure, she f...