Bridget bounded ahead of Asher and wrenched the door to his small studio open, entering the room and plopping down on his bed unceremoniously. "Wow, I'm so out of shape. That run kicked my ass," she laughed as Asher joined her and began pulling off his running shoes. "It wasn't so bad, but I've seen better days," he agreed. The two were best friends, brou...
Bob checked carefully - Mary was sound asleep. Walking quietly to the living room, he opened his attache case and took out the DVD. The new "First Time Fuckbunnies". Every month, on his way home from work, he stopped by the adult book store and rented the latest in his favorite "pro-am" series. But he had to keep it secret, because Mary didn't approve of po...
Next day I had that experience of having woken from a dream, grasping at a memory but unable to reach it. I was in the shower before I was able to coherently remember the team night out, and make a timeline out of what had happened. Not how or why it had happened. I couldn't make sense of that, but definitely what. I have no illusions about my desirabilit...
Jake made it to the furniture store just about fifteen minutes before closing. He was still wearing his coat and tie from work, and he approached the bedding section just as the staff were starting to close down their stations. A strapping young lad in his mid 20's, he wore a ring on his wedding finger, and his left ear sported a small diamond. He looked f...
The streets of Ottawa, Ontario, are really burning up. The summer heat is here and I can't keep my ass indoors. I've got to go outside and see what kind of stuff I can get into. My name is Daryl Lucien, and I'm a big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent. I moved to the Capital region of Canada on November 17 of the year 2008 and have been living there...
This time my wife Ann was home, so she was with me. Ann and I met Karla and Arno at the monthly Clubhouse wine tasting party. I felt an intense jolt of desire when I saw Karla walking toward us, Arno in tow. None of the three of us made any special references or comments about the 'Event' as Arno now called it, so I began to relax. Ann travels, often for sev...
As I was getting ready for Amanda's graduation, I was thinking these past five months had flown by. Amanda had finished up her PhD work at UCLA and was getting ready to drive back east to be with her family. Both her parents knew that I called her my girlfriend, and Amanda called me her boyfriend, but we were nothing more than fuck buddies. I have met her pa...
David Brennon sat with his glass of whiskey in hand, as the memory of her rolled painfully through his head and heart. He remembered her last day of life, what she looked like, how she smiled at him that morning as she left, and her scent. She was gone before his day had finished. An aneurysm had taken her, without warning or reason vibrant one moment and s...
The next two or three weeks were frustrating. Toni and Tina had put on a great show, but had pushed me out. And seemed intent on keeping me out. I phoned both of them, but they were "too busy" to see me. I bumped into Tina at work, regularly, but again although she would chat for a few moments, she would never agree to meet. She would often give hints about...
Here is the other version of Rita's Bet that I had mentioned I was working on. When I had first though about the premise for Rita's Bet I was undecided about where to take the story. There were two possibilities that appealed to me. While writing the first idea (published as Rita's Bet) I decided to write the second premise too when I finished, and this is t...