My wife and I dated but broke up when I graduated and left for the Navy. She still had three years in high school and who knew where the USN would take me. For the next couple years we dated others, still keep in touch, and hung out when I was on leave from the Navy. She asked me her senior year to take her to the prom and wear my uniform and I said yes. I k...
The Theater business in New York can be kind of slow in the Summer. That's one reason I don't much mind being pregnant and giving birth during those months. It's not like I'm missing out on tons of jobs, unless I took one out of town, but now that I'm a mom (and about to be a mom again), my days of that are over. John, on the other hand, gets kind of stir-c...
June Runningdeer sat behind the wheel of a boxy 80's Oldsmobile, while a Willie Nelson song came faintly through the vehicle's speakers. Surrounded by a snow-covered landscape, it seemed to stretch on forever, but she knew the reservation like the back of her hand, so she could have driven blindfolded if she'd wanted. The bitter wind was harsh and snow fell...
Author's note: Some parts of this story refer to a previous story of mine - "His Lady in Red." Special thanks to Lit user "Vay" for help with editing. I've struggled with finding the proper category for this story. It is not the beginning of a relationship, but the overcoming of the problem of a stale sex life within a relationship, and the positive outloo...
"You heard what the Doctor said Sunni, plenty of fluids and bed rest in a cool area. My room is better so there is no arguing." Lyla said as she wheeled her friends small suitcase into the living area. She was wearing short - short pyjama bottoms and a flimsy white string vest. "I really don't mind Lyla. I can sleep in my own room, I don't want you wasting...
"Let's fuck," Steve said lazily, slipping his hand over her far breast, fingering its nipple. They lay in the darkness. The creek to their left looked a black path through the thick cattails and purple loosestrife, both colorless in the moonlight. To their right lay darkness. In the day, there'd be a slice of blue where the bridge divided and then a rectang...
THE PRAM Michael realized that the situation was critical. He could not move his limbs at all, he was caught in this leather sack, gagged and blindfolded, and right now there was absolutely no way to influence his situation. Deep embedded and restrained in layers of ensnaring wool, he knew he had to endure; there was no other opportunity. Also... Elaine ha...
I have to tell you... none of us are named "Tink" or "Sugerplum," and we're nothing like you see in the movies or on TV. Don't look so surprised. Yes, I know about all things human. We don't live in some fantastical magical forest, we don't glow in the dark, and there is no such thing as "pixie dust." We live in the real world, just like you do. We're around...
Hubby and I had been having a running argument spread over a few days. His position was that men always see something sexual when looking at a woman. I countered with the typical naïve perspective on this topic that most women possess. We bounced in and out of the debate while we were away for the weekend, enjoying a break from the hectic pace of life. We...
When I lived in Michigan I used to do a lot of shopping at Briarwood Mall in Ann Arbor. One day, while picking up an order at J.C.Penny, I noticed a rather attractive woman of about twenty-five pushing a stroller with a child of about two in it. She was dressed in a tube top, shorts, high heels and had absolutely fabulous legs. You do not normally see someth...