The log house, simple in it's rustic beauty, sat nestled in a secluded patch of woods at the end of a long and somewhat winding private drive. Wood smoke trickled from the stone chimney, adding the scent of burning birch and conifer to the slightly bittersweet tang of the crisp autumn air. Duncan sat on the top step of the porch leaning back against one of t...
The night was cold, dark, and it felt human. A stiff breeze blew in from the Atlantic, ruffling the branches of the palm trees that lined this side of Canal Avenue that faced the ocean. There I sat in my Lincoln Continental parked a reasonable distance from the Mansfield mansion. From where I sat, I had a good view of the main gate and the upper story of the...
I have been an avid reader of Literotica for some time and while most of the stories are very good I have noticed that most are fictional. Nothing inspires sexual appetite like the imagination however I thought readers might like to hear about my story which is true. I have long wanted to tell it. I hope those who read it enjoy it as much as I did actually l...
Mercedes hadn’t seen Travis in months. It was stupid really, he hadn’t even told her he was leaving, he didn’t owe it to her, but she felt abandoned. She sat, back straight against the solid frame of the chair in the wide airy span of the airport terminal. For a Tuesday the walk ways and surrounding terminals were fairly deserted, only a few lazy passengers...
10:20 a.m. Thursday The email was brief. "In Houston tomorrow. Meet me at Damon's Steak House at 7:30." There was really no reason for me to react the way that I did. My heart skipped a beat and then accelerated. My nipples hardened against my lace bra and my pussy dampened. I squirmed in my leather office chair, looking for temporary relief as I kept re-re...
[Note: This is a follow-up to "The Desk". Read that first if you haven't done so already.] 1 Chloe walked nervously up the garden path. It was a detached house on the edge of town, in one of the nicer suburbs. Despite the sunshine, she was glad of the long coat which kept away the breeze that whistled through the trees. And, of course, it also was glad th...
Gene Schoff headed up the front steps of his boss Betty’s annual Halloween costume party. It was the usual eclectic collection of staff, spouses and significant boyfriends, girlfriends and a few strange ‘others’. He usually hated these after-hours work parties, but Gene’s life had changed recently. He was naked under the leather braes, that pleated leather k...
Meg assumed he had been coming into the store for quite some time before she finally noticed him. When she did, she saw that came in alone, two or three times a week and always got in her line to be checked out. He didn't buy much, a few cans of this or that, a loaf of bread or a quart of milk and sometimes a piece of fruit or two and always a lottery ticket...
There must be something inherently lucky about February 29--leap day. That's the day I went to get my hair cut by the gal Carla who's been cutting my hair for over a year. She does an excellent job and has an interesting personality, so I always wait for her. To tell you the truth, I originally selected her because she's good looking. Anyway, the place was...
On a recent afternoon I was kicking back with a buddy, on the patio of my favorite watering hole. We had downed a few cold ones, when he asked if I "really" liked watching other guys doing my wife. He knew that Jodi and I were swingers; and that, most of the time I was an active participant. He just couldn't quite wrap his mind around the idea of me as spect...