Part 4 The Book Club My book club meets once a month on Thursday at 10am. We are supposed to discuss the book we just read but the topic often strays to something else. On Thursday morning I had Tom get up by 7 and told him that we have a lot to do before the ladies arrive. I needed him to shower, remove any hair that had grown and apply his makeup. When he...
The story that follows is a fantasy, containing elements recalling my past. Nobody is under eighteen, and you shouldn't be either, if you're about to read on. * My story began soon after leaving sixth form college, when I had just turned eighteen. Well before that, I had offers, but resisted them until I had at least an academic grounding. The offers had b...
1/ From the bed he watched her put on her clothes and it was the moment he began to think differently about her. In the mirror he could see himself in bed, propped up against pillows with the sheet up to his bellybutton. In the window it was Las Vegas, high above the Strip enough that the air was clear, the lights were more glittery than garish. The room wa...
Authors Note: I'd like to thank my editor Harvey for helping me with this piece. - - - - - My friend and I pulled up at valet parking in the front of the Paris hotel in Las Vegas. It was a warm spring evening and the sun had just begun to set behind the mountains. The air smelled fresh and clean, an anomaly for the strip. I smiled to myself when I noticed...
Part II We awoke hours later as dusk was approaching. "Nothing like three years of waiting for sex to make a girl have a great orgasm," she said. "Gee," I said. "I was really hoping that my hot body and superior technique played some role in it." "Oh, Dan, I didn't mean it like that. You were beautiful, are beautiful. You're sweet, you're a great lover...
A reminder that this is a novel, folks, and for the sake of continuity, you should start with Chapter One and read your way through. Besides, you may just enjoy yourself. On the other hand, if all you want is one-shot sex, have at it! CHAPTER FIVE I don't have a clue how Ken was able to get up and go to work the next morning - by the time we finished eatin...
"Bollocks," I heard myself saying, as the A4 sized folder slipped from my under my arm hand and fell to the floor in the middle of the Starbucks in Greenwich. As I bent down, I quickly looked around, hoping no one had heard me, maybe I had said it under my breath, I rather ambitiously thought. I heard a nice, male voice say. "Hey, let me help." I didn't l...
This one went a little long. I apologize for that if you prefer the stories shorter. I enjoyed writing it, so I hope you have just as much fun reading it. I've noticed rereading over my works that I am absolutely terrible at editing them. For that I wanted to apologize, hopefully the poor grammar doesn't take too much from the story and the fun. Making a pr...
I love feedback! Let me know what you think. Please and thank you. * I'm a mom of 2 kids, 36 years old, married and in great shape. I have strawberry blonde hair, brown eyes, and large firm breasts. I mention the breasts only because my husband does on a daily basis. I like to take care of myself, so my ass is firm, my legs are toned, and my tummy is flat...
Part 1: Before it all Her fingers were numb. That was the first sensation that she felt as the handcuffs came off. That wretched, achy, pins and needles feeling that you get when you've been sitting too long in an awkward position. The officer's voice was a dull back beat to the raw enthusiasm she put into shaking her hands, wiggling her little digits alive...