Jonio pushed his way into the packed subway car with the rest of the last afternoon rush. It was a hot August day and the whirring air conditioners had no chance of keeping up with the heat of the overloaded car. He didn't need to find a hanger strap. There wasn't anywhere to fall. When the doors shut, he discovered himself standing behind and a little to t...
Things had finally settled down. It had been a busy Friday night for pizza delivery. The pop cooler in the kitchen was all but bare so I went to the walk-in cooler for pop to re-stock it. I was bent over picking out the ones I needed when I heard the door open. I didn't think anything about it. Everyone was re-stocking so I figured someone had come in to get...
I'm an older guy; I don't look anywhere near as old as I really am, but I'm in my mid fifties. I'm active and healthy, and haven't' succumbed to "middle age spread". I'm also the "Handy" guy in the neighborhood. I used to have an old schoolmarm living next door, but she finally moved out and a new neighbor moved in. She was mid thirties, and she had a daught...
She stood there in the bedchamber with a face as pale as death, the cold air within the room making her shiver more than the fear in her heart. Her new servants were removing her robes and combing her long black hair. She dared not look at them. She felt ashamed for what she was about to do, something a woman of her age should have already done. Tonight was...
I can feel myself trembling. I've wanted you a long time, since we first met online and you touched yourself, coming for me on the phone. It turned me on so much that I haven't been able to get you out of my mind since. I want to move beyond that, to not only hear you, or watch your words as they appear on the screen, but to be with you when you come. I want...
Opening notes: I actually wrote this in a series of text messages to a "friend" of mine. I've cleaned up some of the grammar and spelling, but essentially, the story is unchanged. I have also chopped the story into two pieces, with a third that was actually written for her first, but with a little editing, can be set as a few months after the first two. T...
We were at a bar, you saw me sit at the table alone - obviously upset. I was dressed in a cocktail dress. You came over and asked if there was anything you can do. The warmth through my body from looking in to your eyes and hearing your voice was in direct contract to how upset I was about my current situation. I shouldn't feel like this immediately after be...
They say that the body holds memories in the same way that the mind does. If we associate a person or place with pain, pleasure, or discomfort, being around that person or place will bring up those physical sensations, in the same way that seeing a photograph or hearing a particular song might make us feel sad or nostalgic or romantic. My body remembers you...
Steam from the shower filled the entire bathroom. It was almost hot enough to sear her lungs when she stepped through the door and closed it quickly behind her. The damp heat prickled her skin as her clothing fell to the floor piece by piece, then quietly opened the door to the large tiled shower. More steam billowed around her as she slipped in, the outline...
I call you early in the day and tell you to bathe, put on your white cotton panties, and your lacy bra. No stockings, come-fuck-me high heels with red soles, and the tightest striped dress you can imagine. Your bustline is well displayed, and the back of your dress is only inches above your bottom. Your black hair is up and perfectly coiffed. You have on bod...