"Hey, it's me. I wanted to see if I could come over." There is silence on the other end of the line. I can hear him breathing. "I'm not going to jump you or anything. I'm just lonely." I am sitting on the folded-out futon couch in the drafting studio of my friend Nora's apartment, where I have been living for the past eight days. I am wearing a pair of bl...
Professor Davis (name changed to protect his identity) had grown up as a teen reading the titillating tales of "Penthouse Forum." Those arousing letters that appeared monthly in print media were fuel for masturbation. But technology had rendered those offerings as obsolete, now replaced by the high-octane, instant-gratification driven capabilities of the int...
All people and places are fictional. All characters are over eighteen. ——————— Marsha Has A Nice Afternoon A blonde, a red-head and a Rabbi open a box with a dildo in it. That'd be a great set-up for a joke, but there aren't any Rabbis hanging around Tucker's studio. Not yet anyway. "Holy shit!" Marsha said. She hoisted a huge double-ended rubber phallus...
Betty Driver moved uncomfortably in her chair. She crossed and re-crossed her long nylon sheathed legs nervously. She couldn't believe what they were asking of her, and it was all because JPLTV had raised a record amount of cash in their national charity marathon. Jake Elway was the man behind JPLTV, and everything he did was aimed at getting one over on hi...
Chapter 8 Motive It was after 2 p.m. when Carmen and Lauren got back to the conference room. They'd called Shane and told her they were leaving 14th Street, and did Shane want to join them for lunch someplace? She did not, since she was in a meeting with Chase in his limo somewhere out in the valley. Shane said she'd meet them in the conference room about 2...
My wife is an avid tennis buff, and her body shows it. She's 5 foot 7 inches tall, has blonde hair and weighs 125 pounds. She has perfectly proportioned breasts and the tightest ass you have ever seen. The other evening she was at a tennis friend's house having a glass of wine, when her friend remarked, "Tonya, have you had your photo taken for the team boo...
I expected college to be different I just did not know how different. Mainly it was a question of attitude. There are no virgins, so the novelty, shame, fear or amusement with sex is not there. It is a far more open environment where some do and some don't but there is no stigma. For my part I did not change my approach. Classes were academic exercises that...
One of my favorite things to do is treat my husband to a surprise when he returns from his business trips. This time he had been gone for over two weeks was an unusual amount of time and I knew he was ready to come home. As usual, the car service was picking him up for his late night arrival home. I had them drop by the studio and pick me up first. This was...
I first met Alyssa my third day in Santa fe and we became fast friends. Her art studio was next to mine on the second floor of the gallery building sandwiched between the exhibition gallery and reception areas on the first floor and the resident artist's living apartments on the third floor. Aly, as she liked to be called, was an impressionist painter and h...
"Barbara, what's going on?" "God I hate doing this," she said, obviously in some mental anguish. "I'm about to lose a very good friend, but I can't help it," she said still not being able to look me in the eye. "What, Barbara; who is the friend you're going to lose, Cora?" Just then the bar maid came over to take our order; it was an untimely interruption...