Nearly a week had passed since Priya and I had the discussion about Mark. That topic had not come up for discussion again and both of us were continuing with our normal routines. On a Friday evening when I came back from office I found Priya more quite excited and happy than usual. She was wearing a denim mini skirt, a tight fitting white blouse and some lig...
Christine and Will had been living together for a couple of months. Christine had desperately needed someone to share her apartment with her when the semester started because her friend Becky had made a hasty decision to transfer to another college, leaving Christine stuck with all of the rent. At first, there were surprisingly no responses to her ad for a r...
"She's gone." I said. - "We know." said Laurie. "After you went to work, I checked her room. Her bed hadn't been slept in." - "What? Why didn't you call me?" - "Why? So you could worry all day? I called Moe and Roberta. They were out with her last night. She showed up at Moe's around one a.m., and stayed over." "But she must've come back here around noon...
For when my outward action doth demonstrate The native act and figure of my heart In compliment extern, 'tis not long after But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am. She enters the room and the eyes are on her. They're so heavy—she's weighed down in quoits, she's stumbling. Every glance heats her, she's melting by mic...
The music, pounding through my body, was like a deep massage, and dancing was sweet relief after the day I'd had. It'd started stressfully and my feelings of tension had grown exponentially all day. At the crest of this avalanche of small troubles crashing in on me was my ex-wife, who was on my case about missing a payment for my son's piano lessons, which I...
There are words that I don't like. There are phrases that don't sit right with me either and never have. I don't like the word cunt. I like the word pussy. I'd like to take a vacation and spend a week eating pussy. I've never wanted to spend one minute eating cunt. The two words "pussy whipped" bother me. First it's the connotation. "Pussy Whipped" means tha...
I am writing to you from Fountain, a beautiful small college town named after the local spring water. My name is Wesley Dodge, and I am an adjunct professor at the University who also owns a small book store in town. My late wife Emma ran the store for me until a few months ago, and I've felt the loneliness of her loss terribly. My grief has blocked me out...
Author's note: I notice there are several other Literotica stories also using the title "The Roommate," so I decided to differentiate this series by adding "Miranda" to the title. Thanks for your comments; I enjoy reading them. ***** Miranda and Josh didn't see much of each other for a week and a half. She took off for a few days to visit relatives (drivi...
Feedback Welcome. Trying to get back into writing again, please let me know if you would like to see more along the bimbo theme. Shout out to the Call Her Daddy podcast. ****** Freshman year at State College was an exciting time, freedom from my parents, new experiences, and an amazing opportunity to break out of my shell. After moving into the dorms, a...
"It's beautiful," Ashley sighed, after stepping out onto the balcony of her hotel room. "Tom, you need to see this view," she called out excitedly. Tom was pleased his wife was happy. It took many years of pleading to get her to even consider coming to a place like this. Their room overlooked the tropical Jamaican resort. Although all-inclusive like many co...