This is my first story! I hope you like it. The characters are college-age and are over 18. Also note that I focus a lot on developing the characters so this is a bit of a slow burner. Be patient! ~~~~~ I stood in front of the shop, not entirely sure what I was expecting. My friend Cole was standing beside me. "Are you sure about this?" I asked. "She sai...
Author's Note: This one was written upon the suggestion of my friend, Turtledove. I hope she, and you, find pleasure in it. More to cum! Katherine Reynolds wiped off the beads of sweat from her forehead, looked around the room and liked what she saw. She was grimy, she needed a bath, but she had finally finished the last bits of restoration of the Edwardian...
I have run a very small, almost invisible hotel for a number of years now. We have never sought publicity of any kind, you will not find us on any website, magazine or advert. We are not even listed in a telephone book or the yellow pages. If you know about us then you also know you don't necessarily want others to know about us. It was one of our customers...
We walked in silence until we got to your room. You unlocked the door and pull me inside. As I look up at you, staring deep into your eyes, you cup my face between your hands and gently kiss my lips. "He still had no right to say that to you. I don't want anything except to be with you." He kissed my forehead and touched his forehead to mine. "I love you...
Walking along the familiar path to the lake front, she paused to pick a bunch of gilly flowers. She loved the way they smelled and they always cheered her. She was finally alone. No more friends hanging out, no more phone calls, no parents to bother her, and she had made sure her dog was fed and put in the house. She reached her destination and spread out h...
So after yesterday's time with Sondra, I realized I am having serious feelings for this woman I barely know. It feels like a high school crush and it feels good but at the same time, it feels scary. We are both in very serious situations that there are no easy ways of getting out of. I have a wife that will probably want financial support for a while at leas...
To give a bit of background, Helen and I were High school sweethearts, have been married for thirty years and have brought up three children. We have never done or talked about any of the shenanigans that go on in your pages and have been faithful to each other all our married life. We are a normal middle-aged couple, both a bit overweight and very ordinary....
Where to begin? It is never easy to know where to start with a confession. The easiest place to start is at La Rue - a tiny little dive of a club just a couple of blocks from my hotel in Paris. I had only been in Paris a couple of hours. I was extremely jet lagged but only had a few days to make the best of it. I was just through a vey rough break up. I was...
The definition of home is "a familiar or usual setting." At least, one of the definitions. This one works for where I'm going. See, being a world traveler, I don't get to have a lot of time in one space. I'm usually off and away to some random meeting because people refuse to conduct business correctly. So, when that happens in a business, any business, I am...
I am standing in James's living room, rainwater dripping from my hair and my once-sophisticated, now disheveled black dress, all over the dark hardwood floor in this chic, sparse room. James led me here on my hands and knees, and barked, "stand up" before leaving the room. Despite the heat from a wall-mounted fireplace behind me, I am shivering. My confessi...