He watches her undress. Quick, sure fingers undoing buttons and clips, her face stern, hyper-critical of the body incrementally revealed and watched by both of them in the wardrobe mirror. She turns to examine the cauliflowering on her left buttock, tutting softly. Eyes downcast, a crease of mild exasperation in their midst. The middle-aged thickness of her...
You wrote me one so it's only fair that I should write you one. I've been running around my house all day trying to get it cleaned up before she gets here. Normally I don't go through so much trouble even for my guests, but she's different. I'd been engaged for a while with her exchanging dirty stories, fantasies and pictures for a few months now, and she...
The noonday sun was perched high in the sky that day, the first day of Spring, shedding warmth and light upon the rugged countryside. Appropriately enough, the entire hillside was covered in a verdant green, with flowers in full bloom. As Iksander made his trek up the foothills of the Zagros Mountains, he took a moment to savor the sweet smell of the wild fl...
Part 2 is actually a prequel to part 1 and is narrated by Det. Kevin Brown, not Tim Crane. My career in law enforcement began after a short stint in the Marine Corps as an MP and embassy guard. When I left the Corps, I advanced up the ranks of the local police force quickly, rising to vice squad detective within three years of graduation from the academy. I...
The following is the fourth and final part of a short story representing a letter sent by the author to an online friend with whom he has enjoyed a long relationship without any physical contact. He has always kept her informed of any offline recreational activities he enjoys and she has reciprocated in kind. This letter was written as a report of one such o...
"It ain't gonna be for long, Honey Doll." Danny brought Marylou's head up to his face, bringing her lips to his by raising the crock of his arm. Long, fine strands of honey blonde hair cascaded over his hard, tanned biceps and fanned out into the pulverized oat stalks underneath their bodies. Bodies beautifully formed by honest, hard work and healthy Nordic...
My friend Laura kept going on and on about this gym she just joined, constantly telling me about all the stars that frequented it. Half the time I didn't believe her, the other half, I had no earthly idea who she was talking about. So finally I gave in and agreed to go with her. I mean I'm not in the worse shape, but I'm not in the best shape either. I have...
Fred came home after a long day at the quarry. He through open the door and yelled, "WILMA, I'm HOME." Fred braced himself for Dino's loving attack but nothing happened. No yelping dog, no running paws coming at him, nothing. Fred was confused, then he looked to his right and standing in the doorway to their bedroom was Wilma. Fred dropped his lunchbox and s...
Gene Bardwell stared at the beauty sitting in the front row of pews as he settled in behind the pulpit and prepared for that Sunday's sermon. As he did, he could feel the stirring in his groin that he always felt when he thought about her. And he was especially excited on this day because of the material he'd chosen for his sermon that day. He smiled sardon...
"It was your job to get him here on time. You do know, I hope, that the Best Man tradition started as being the bride's Best Man because he got the groom to the altar. You should never have taken him drinking after the rehearsal dinner last night." "I never expected to get so drunk that I'd lose him." "Pathetic..." the last comment came from the corner of...