I. Meeting her was a foregone conclusion. He had decided weeks ago that he would go through with it and get together with her for coffee. The prime question, one of many circling in his head on the drive to the coffee shop was: what would happen after? If he was at all honest with himself, the real question he desperately wanted answered: would they fuck?...
I don't know how others managed before cell phones and the internet. To indulge in masturbation, but I found those to be keys to the kingdom. It was the summer of my eighteenth year when I discovered it and shared it with my best friend, the bare embrace of this newly found world. It started when I turned eighteen and my parents got me my first laptop wit...
Jim had been busy with his work commitments, so Jen had a few days to fill before a next session could be arranged. Jim apologised for not being free to organise anything but Jen told him not to worry, a few days would do her good and make her enjoy their next adventure even more. She filled her time mainly with reading, something which she had always enjoy...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. * Chapter Four. 1987. (Early-May). Sir DB, mid-sixties. For my fifth formal appraisal the senior partner told me he'd like to do it on Saturday morning. "Give you a bit of lunch somewhere afterwards," he said. I was surprised, not only by his unexpected and uncharacteristic display...
Andy wondered how she'd let Michelle talk her into this. Was she really going to sit in this dark movie theater, waiting for whatever Michelle had planned? How had she been convinced? Maybe, she considered, she should leave and forget the whole thing. Andy thought back to the conversation between her and Michelle the night before. They were on the couch wa...
The bruised cervix kept me honest for the next couple days. No sex with anyone until I was back in service. The cramps and nausea kept me home from work for a few days. When Jake got home from his work trip I told him that I had the flu. I could tell that he wanted to be frisky, but I had to find a way to create some distance. Seeing him made me feel guilty,...
The summer pool barbecue party was well underway with a real mix of age groups and diverse occupations. The hosts, Ben and Claire, were both leading citizens in their community with Ben an active twenty-five year veteran of the fire department and Claire, a clinical psychologist at the local general hospital. Their guests gathered today ranged from friends...
"So she thinks she can just leave." Reggie said, tossing back his tenth shot of liquor. He sat in his office, pondering, replaying Nesca's words and actions. There was one lonely light on his desk, shinning on the many pictures of Nesca scattered everywhere. Not one single picture showed her looking towards the lens, which meant they were the work of one of...
"Come on, Lana, it'll be fun!" Jamie said excitedly to her roommate. "Fun?" Lana shot back, stabbing out her cigarette in the ashtray next to the open window. "That's what you said about that ski trip to the Poconos where I broke my arm, the skydiving thing where my parachute almost didn't open, the mountain climbing trip where I fell off that rock and damn...
Gwen went over her mental checklists Saturday morning while cleaning and re-cleaning the house. She knew she couldn't leave it anything less than spotless for her daughter and son-in-law, but occasionally found herself distracted by doubts about what she had packed prior to Tim returning home the evening before. The dress she intended to wear to dinner tha...