CHAPTER EIGHT "As long as we are telling stories, I think you would enjoy hearing about what happened to me just last semester at the university." "I had arranged to meet one of my professors at his home to discuss a paper I was writing. While I never planned anything to happen, I admit I wanted to be appealing to him. I wore a tight pair of white shorts,...
Suzy bumbled out her front door, hoping she hadn't missed the bus yet. She took a little extra time getting ready today. It was THE day. Her heart thumped nervously in her ears all through the ride to school, and she tried to ignore it by chatting with her friends and listening to her Discman. Would she lose her nerve? Would she really go through with it?...
Her breath came heavy as she undid the top three buttons of her white silk blouse. All she could see in the huge picture window was her own reflection, but she knew he was there, watching. He was always there. When she turned off the lights, she could see him, a silhouette in the window across the street. Just dark and indistinct enough to be almost anyone s...
Kathryn had just taste tested a spaghetti noodle when the doorbell rang. Not bothering to remove her cooking apron, she walked to the front door. She opened the door to find Paul Trowbridge with a small bottle of wine and a gaudily wrapped box. Now, look, Paul, I've told you, you don't need to give me gifts every time you visit. Only every other time." She...
I woke up looking into the smiling face of a pretty redhead. Sunlight was streaming through the curtains of her bedroom. "Good morning, Irene," she said, and she kissed me on my nose. I smiled back and slowly remembered my adventures of yesterday. When I moved my legs it dawned on me that I was still fully dressed. I even had my high heeled boots on. My sk...
As he walked through the forest, Nathan listened to the sounds around him. He could hear the soft murmur of the stream in the distance as it emptied into the lake and the distinct call of the parrots as they flew by as the leaf litter crunched under his feet. As the breeze whispered through the trees, the leaves swayed too and fro, rustling gently. The breez...
I am a happily married, 28-year-old woman. I have only been married to my husband for one year, but we have been together for almost ten years. When we first met in college, I was a wild and adventurous girl. I am tall and lean, with fair Scandinavian skin and dark black hair. I have long, dark eyelashes and brown freckles that decorate my nose and cheeks. I...
Our marriage had been pretty good. Or at least that's what I had thought. We loved each other and our sex life seemed to be pretty hot. We liked to experiment and we always tried new things. I figured she was as satisfied as I was. I had no desires to look for other women to screw behind my wife's back. And I did not suspect she had any secret lovers either....
I would never have imagined I would run into Jack at that family reunion in a million years. My life had been such a total shambles in the past two years that, I had almost completely given up on anything good ever happening in my life again. Then, there he was, my closest childhood friend, there in the flesh, all grown up and not twenty feet away. He was lo...
As necessary as it is, I always put off getting my hair cut. I don't know why, maybe it's some deep-rooted, subconscious fear of getting cut or something; a stranger working on my head with sharp instruments just isn't my idea of having a good time. Most of the time, however, a funny look from my boss or a humorous remark is enough to adjust my attitude. As...