It was four-twenty five, and the roads were jammed with the usual rush hour congestion. I reached down and turned the vents of my AC grille toward my face, feeling the cool breeze across my flushed, sweaty forehead. It had been a very hard day; I had already done seven repair calls, and was feeling the overwhelming wave of fatigue that usually hit me at this...
*Before... I open my mouth and pump the last bits out of him and show him and Sarah's sort of become invisible as she recorded all of this. Alberta's standing and staring from the doorway and I show her too and her wide eyes widen more and then I swallow it. I rise up to standing and deeply kiss Leon. "That was perfect, worth all those years working for...
A special thanks goes to redfoxxy1959, for her most helpful input on the story line, and actual writing of 'The Sexy Letter'. ************************** The Problem: Having been married for five short years, enjoying all of the attributes of marriage, including a fair amount of sex, Diane and Cal were almost the idyllic couple. Almost, except for one majo...
Jacob was the first to awake the next morning. Diffuse light slanted through the window and bathed the bed the three shared in a halo of brightness. He briefly gazed at his friend Bobby sleeping contentedly to the left of Anne. But his focus was soon entirely upon the lovely Chinese woman lying next to him. Asleep, she was practically angelic. Her features w...
Note: The following essay is one I read every morning, right before my 15 minute daily meditation. It was written to help me overcome the tough points in my life, as there have unfortunately been many. I also wrote this piece to give me confidence about my writing ability, and have used analogies concerning Literotica whenever appropriate. I am sharing this...
I was told afterwards by more than one person that Robin's striptease was the highlight, not just of her division, but of the entire first day. Of course, maybe they were tired of seeing women wearing bikinis. They'd certainly seen enough by the time the day ended. At the state competitions, women had to strip in bikinis (actually the rules called for swimsu...
Nothing quite like coming home to my lady at the end of a battle-weary day, folks. My name is Alan James Voltaire, A.J. to my friends, and I was born in the City of Cap-Haitien, Haiti, and raised in the City of Montreal, Quebec. My parents James and Marie Voltaire moved with my siblings and I to provincial Quebec in the tumultuous 1980s. I came to the City...
Bobby's wonderful night with Anne was ended by Jacob gently shaking them awake the next morning. As he shook them Jacob said, "My dad will be here soon. We should get breakfast ready." Bobby and Anne showered together as Jacob had already had his. While they were snuggled under the water, Bobby told Anne, "Thank you for last night. Now I know what it is l...
Chapter 2 Meeting a Hero This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. After about a month in the Hospital, I was cycled back to the U.S. for rehab therapy and medically retired from the Marines. Flying home again for the first time since my reserve unit was activated, I was glad to exc...
"I guess it's time for you to go, huh?" she asked. "Yeah, it is...I'll miss you Cassy, I'll come back for you, I promise." he said "I'll miss you too Gabe," tears rolling down her eyes she hugged him with all her might, gave him a kiss on the cheek before running back into her house, up to her room and flopped onto her bed. Gabe stood outside and watched...