He carefully put down his knife and fork, dabbing his mouth with the napkin, then setting it beside the finished plate. He looked at her evenly. "So," he said, "tell me about your first experience with another woman." * * * * She had come to London full of expectation. A new job- well, same company, but a different role- and best of all, lots of travellin...
Breanna bit her lip and absently stared at her reflection in the mirror. The girl looking back at here was far from what she was used to seeing. Normally she would laze around the house comfortably in sweat pants and tank tops, hair thrown back carelessly from her face, and fuzzy slippers. Tonight, however was a different story completely. She'd managed to p...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. With some occasional historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons,...
Chapter 1 This is my first erotic story. The only other erotica I have ever written was a very steamy letter I wrote to my wife after three months of being deployed in Desert Storm. I give my heartfelt thanks to my editor, LadyCibelle, for her comments and encouragement. Enjoy. "Hello Mrs. Rawly. Come on back and let's see what we can do for you today." Sa...
Step One: The Introduction She rose to her feet erratically and extended her hand it too was shaking. "Michael?" She asked her voice nearly cracking. He smiled and it lit up the coffee house and he took her hand and gave it a few gentle pumps before letting go. "Carol?" He asked as he directed with a gesture that they should sit. "You can relax I am here...
I had not known her name, at least not as she stood before me, working her way through her own internal dialogue with a stranger poised before her. I wondered as I spoke what she must be thinking behind her bright eyes. "James Wilson," I offered my hand, " I'm in charge of the museum here." She did not take it at first, there were still lists of questions...
This is another story I was afraid to put out because it's even weirder than usual. Stay with me. We're going for a ride this time. --FOREWORD One usually begins a report or account by giving one's name, and lacking this recourse I am unsure where to start. My name, as well as logistical facts about my origins have been redacted from my own mind in case I...
June 2011 I should have known it would end this way. Things here in Sydney, Australia were just too perfect. First I go out and close the major deal my company sent me out here for. Then one of my Australian counterparts offers me a spare pass for a movie premiere held here tonight. What's more, it's for a movie I already saw in the States a month ago - bu...
You and I are planning to get together. It is all arranged so I have a babysitter, and you have things worked out on your end. I call you at work, that afternoon, but you are in a meeting or something, so I leave you a message. I simply state that I shall expect you at 6 p.m, not a minute earlier or later. There are no 'brownie points for early arrival.' W...
Each night of the full moon there meets The Conflux of the Moon Goddess. As we gather it might well be the meeting of any social club, as we stand around chatting. There are, however, a number of things that mark this gathering out as different from most others. First, there is the room where the Conflux flows together. It is a large circular room; the w...