Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I enter the hotel lounge. Glancing about the room, checking the tables first then the stools fronting the bar. Almost missing him but then a second look spots him. He's speaking with the bartender. A gesture and its clear that they're discussing the game on the TV. Both laughing as another beer is placed before him. I w...
(continued from CH 1) "Daddy, I--" "--I know what you're going to say, Stella," he interrupted. "Your brother has always said he don't mind. She's doing what she wants to be--" "--That's the first time you've ever called him a 'she', daddy." "Okay, but it's true. Cori's pretty much your sister now, but it still holds true; a father ain't to screw his own...
Grace and I had known each other for a very long time, seventeen years in fact. In all that time, though we'd loved each other for at least fifteen of those years we'd never consummated our love. There were reasons: when we first met, I was married and I loved my wife. Later, by the time my wife's constant infidelity had destroyed that love, Grace was marri...
He wasn't sure why he couldn't get her out of his mind, but she was there almost constantly. As he drives across town, he thinks of her as he passes her workplace. He thinks of her as he drives near where they met...only once. It was very public and plutonic. She was charming and beautiful. He felt a little intimidated by both of these attributes. She wasn't...
Helen's move and stay at Jacks apartment had reached its third week. Both began to settle down, but Harry had not contacted her during that time. She had tried to contact him and his mobile phone was switched off, signifying there was a definite problem. It was so hard for her to even conceive that Harry would have abandoned their intimate friendship. She wa...
Call me Reggie. Reginald reeks of formality, if not of lordliness. I've been kind of jittery lately. It could be the weight of great expectations. To explain, my wife Becky and I have been attending her college reunions beginning with her tenth and have maintained Christmas card relations with two couples from her class. The attraction for us has been one g...
Plantation chairs were set in casual little nooks of glass and behind divider screens with opaque panes inside the spacious lobby of the Odalisque Resort reception area. Paintings of classical nudes and free-standing sculptures chiseled from wood and stone of people engaged in various artful acts of fellatio, cunnilingus, fucking and extremely sexy bondage...
There was a sharp rap on the door. I looked up from my desk and hesitated. Somewhere from below, a manly voice said huskily, "Let him in." I squeaked out "Come in!" somewhat breathlessly. A young delivery boy was standing at the doorway, holding a clipboard and a package in his hands. Noticing my inquisitive looks, he announced that he has come to deliver a...
Jane's husband died on the day before her fiftieth birthday. He was twenty years her senior, a successful businessman, prominent in local politics and moderately wealthy. He was also gay. As bent as the proverbial nine-shilling note. She'd known before she married him, twenty-four years previously, that their marriage would be one of convenience. He felt th...
It has been several months since my latest divorce (my third) was final. It's a beautiful Saturday morning and I'm sitting on the back porch of my home in Walnut Creek savoring my first cigar of the day and a cup of Starbucks (Pike with cream). I always indulge myself in a Starbucks coffee and a cigar on Saturday morning. I have a golf date at my club up the...