Night falls over the terminal, with its blanket of glittering stars drifting down over the last red/orange blazes of the scorching summer sun. At the fringes it purples and wavers in the heat rising from the tarmac. Indeed it is hot, but I wait with a nervous little shiver at Gate 11 as I watch a set of drifting blinking stars glide low, touch down with a ro...
It is getting to be a few years ago now, I found myself in a small town at Christmas. It was an unusual time in my life. Cancer had ended my failing marriage of fifteen years and for the first time since I was a teen I found myself single. What do single people do at Christmas? In my case, I went home. I had left my small town the day after high school had...
MMMMHHH … RAAS MALAI Jaz felt hot on the dance floor and glanced across at the young Sikh girl. She was still looking at him; not in too obvious a manner, but he could tell that she was interested. My God ... he was sure that his wife had told him that she was only nineteen! The asian girl was edging slowly towards him through the crowded dance floor. She...
Part II After having overheard one of my employees having phone sex with her boyfriend (another of my employees) and having received apologetic and then provocative e-mails from her, I went home to my wife. Later That Night "So did you get turned on?" my wife asked as we lay in bed watching Letterman. "Yeah, kind of" I replied honestly. "Do you think...
His face reddened, veins visible at his temples, eyes closed, and teeth clenched as Vinny grunted, releasing a load of sperm onto a picture of an 18 year old vixen in the pages of the "Barely Legal" magazine that lay in front of him on his bedroom floor. The 51-year-old man lay back on his bed to catch his breath. He finally felt somewhat relaxed. His wife A...
As the warmth of my last orgasm slowly faded from my body, and I relaxed my torso, which had been stretched like a cat to concentrate the impact of each shudder, I closed my eyes, slowly let out my breath, and finally relaxed. Will wasn't due back from his date for two or more hours, after all. His kids hadn't stirred all night, either, and I was, frankly,...
I met her on the Internet. WAIT! Don't hit the back yet. I know there are thousands of stories about people who have met on the Internet. This is NOT one of them. Yes, we kinda met on the Internet, but it's more like the Internet was an enabler that made these events possible. It never could have happened without the fortunate series of events that occurred...
I've never considered myself a jealous person when it came to my wife. I guess I knew that we always had a strong relationship and that I was never afraid of anything coming between us. I think I realized this at a Christmas party for her work. My wife Amy is, in my opinion, an absolute knock out. She's about 5'6" with dark brown hair and brown eyes, a fabu...
The following day after my intimate moments in the library with Romina, I felt an overwhelming compulsion to tell someone about my incredible experience with her. I call up my friend Lucy and meet up with her for a drink. Over a few beers I slowly recount my story about the development of my attraction to T-girls. I am so embarrassed and struggle to find t...
The following short story represents a letter sent by the author to an online friend with whom he has enjoyed a long relationship without any physical contact. He has always kept her informed of any offline recreational activities he enjoys and she has reciprocated in kind. This letter was written as a report of one such offline meeting of which she had take...