I can describe beauty. It stands tall and slender at the rails of the boardwalk, allowing the sea breeze to dance with white hair glowing in the moonlight. It is elegance wrapped in a cream-colored mock turtleneck sweater and matching cashmere slacks. Beauty is a countenance of serenity, absorbing the power and wonder of creation knowing all share a common s...
Jenn stirred from a deep slumber, awakened not by sound, it was a quiet Sunday morning, their bedroom's available light subdued by thick closed drapes. Her heavy eyelids fluttered open, momentarily remembering the dream of being on a raft surrounded by water. The urgent need to pee painfully prompted the naked girl to get up. Curled up next to her man, she...
Some times, when I am shopping at the local mall, I see small groups of young girls walking around, chattering with each other. They seem so bold these days - what with the short, tight, and very revealing clothes they wear. It's almost as if they are putting their young bodies on display. I wonder, sometimes, when I see them, if they'd ever really "show off...
He found himself on a hot summer night in Ft. Worth, just visiting on his way to nowhere in particular. Separated from his wife, taking time off from work just to travel and see some sights before going back to mend fences and return to normality. He had been sitting in the back where the lighting was particularly dim, able to scan the entire night's events...
It was the day after Thanksgiving when I stood at a urinal next to him. Of all the crowded stores in all the crowded malls with all the crowded parking lots off crowded streets and highways I found myself watching this fuck's stream splashing into a pool of water. Okay, okay, that's too much of a coincidence. Ever since my girlfriend, excuse me... my ex-girl...
The place was seedy but there again they always are. The wallpaper was brown and peeling under the weight of years of nicotine. No one lived here. This was a working environment. Through the corridor into the bar area. Clientele gaped in amazement, that "what will my wife say" look that I'd seen a million times before. Some spotty kid took a swing at me wit...
I have had a relatively tame sex life only having bedded three women during my first 58 years of life while my latest wife has had sex with 65 men she will admit to and I suspect the real number is much higher. A big part of our love making is her relating how all those sexual encounters occurred or her reading Literotica or Penthouse letters especially tho...
When I was in college, I got a summer job as an "au pair" for a couple living in Florida. I answered an ad they placed in our college newspaper, and they flew me down over Spring Break to interview. We hit it off immediately, and agreed that I would fly back down once classes were over in the spring. They lived in a beautiful house just outside Miami, and I...
Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older. ****** I was putting the brown metal folding chairs into the corner of the church basement where they always went when I heard them. It was about an hour and a half after the service had ended and I thought everyone had left, including the pastor and all of my si...
Brye was fascinated by his lover's relationship with her husband. He'd dealt with jealous husbands much of his life, being a handsome young guy who didn't like to commit, and then there had been the open marriages. But this was so different. Brye and Treva were enjoying glasses of Chardonnay on the couch, and Treva's husband, a doctor by profession, was br...