Flicking through a celebrity gossip magazine, Melissa Webb reclined back on a pink leather cushioned chair, waiting for the Senior Hair Stylist to become free. Her appointment was supposed to be ten minutes ago, but Salon 404 seemed to be busier than the usual Thursday afternoon. Cheerful pop music and chatter between the staff and clients filled the air...
Ana woke early Tuesday morning. Last night was a little fuzzy - had she really called that radio program? And, she remembered the invitation to Miles. She wasn't certain now that was such a good idea. Maybe Veronica forgot to mail it. She'd call her after she had some coffee. Before she could call, the phone was ringing. "Hello," she said, hoping it was Ve...
While the husband is away Felicity held back her passion for when her husband returned home, promising herself not to use a toy, or even her fingers. He'd been working away for two weeks, and it was getting to her. As soon as he got home they would play one of his flashing games. The idea that she was obsessed with flashing her body to strangers was absurd....
Author's Note: I am sure that you guys can already tell where this part of the story will end, but it's just another chapter of the events that have taken place. I am grateful at the comments the previous chapters have received, and I am keeping them in mind as each chapter is produced. I will apologize ahead of time because this will be the last chapter for...
Bo finished packing his bag and rubbed a hand across his face tiredly. His real estate business had experienced a record year, surpassing even his expectations. The increased business had led to changes. Leslee, his full-time assistant and lover had gotten licensed and begun to work with buyers while Bo continued to focus on listings. To help with the increa...
My big brother David has been my idol ever since I was a kid. Not just because he was eight years older, but because he was the golden boy: All-State in lacrosse at our high school in Ohio, girlfriends galore, and top of his class at MIT, double-majoring in electrical engineering and international relations. I played lacrosse too, but I didn't even crack th...
It was a lazy, Friday night and I was without plans, or any business to speak of, which left me in a bummed mood as I gamed online. It had been nearly five months since I'd been laid, and I was getting a bit antsy. At the height of my boredom my phone rang jolting me from a toxic lethargic state as my friend Orlando promised some guaranteed sexual action if...
It had been one of the coldest winters on record. Not much snow, but cold enough to force avid cyclists like Mallory Greenfeld into indoor spin classes. But now it was early May and all that was behind her as she prepared for a Saturday morning ride on her yellow aluminum Schwinn. She planned to ride about twenty miles, a relatively slow twenty miles. Save f...
Fred Has a Story to Tell All the characters in this story are fictional and over the age of 18. I don’t know how long we lay entangled on top of the bed. It felt like time didn’t count and we could remain there while the world spun along without us. This illusion was broken by the sound of the key in the lock. I tried to pull away from Li to present a dece...
It was one of the nastier periods of my life, but it came with a silver lining. Recently separated, I had moved in to an apartment. And Even if it wouldn't have made Playboy's list of the top 100 hippest bachelor pads, it did have a big bed, a big screen TV, and a refrigerator big enough to hold my stash of Gray Goose, a generous supply of Sierra Nevadas, an...