I spent much longer getting ready for that lesson than I ever have for any class in my life ever before. I knew a little bit about what was coming -- based on what my best friend, Elaine, had told me. Elaine and I had been attending the same yoga studio together for two years, and although all the instructors there were amazing, we each had a soft spot for...
He walks into her house without knocking. She's been expecting him. It's an hour and a half drive from Minneapolis to St. Joseph - an uncomfortable hour for him, trying to keep his car on the road while his skin's getting all hot with anticipation - and they've been through this enough times now that she knows roughly when he'll be there, and when to start h...
Hello. My name is Zelda, and I have decided to write about my relationship with my husband Michael. We are mid-thirties, and our lives have never been what most people would call conventional. But around a year ago, I took it to another level. How did it begin? Well, we were quite alternative. I teach yoga, and Michael is a therapist. We do yoga together, a...
Note from the author( I use the term "author" lightly). Writing is not my profession, so please keep that in mind. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed putting my imagination to paper. Enjoy. ***** "You're one happy man, aren't you, love?" My wife asked as she assisted me in holding that funny looking, but oddly satisfying yoga pose called a br...
A Secret Delayed "Can I turn on the TV?" The words echoed across my room like an exploding bomb. I had just watched my ex-wife enjoy thirty-five minutes of locked door, in the bedroom, sexual private time with her husband Frank. Through no fault of my own, my son Tom had left the camera on but TV off after a quick Skype call when he was looking for his sho...
--- Friday -- Afternoon --- It was the midway point of the out-please-ment center and I had earned 2 points. That result wouldn't have sounded so bad if Miss Trophy hadn't earned 4 points in the same stretch. While I felt like pouting and sulking at her comfortable lead, I was also furious at myself for missing easy points. While I felt giddy about the doub...
Arriving at our first ever desert marathon was good fun. We brought my wife Jenna's best friend (and her occasional lover) Helen with us. We three knew what the running and training was about, even if the exciting clothing-optional training element was new to us. The September timing meant very warm days and cold nights. We had about a hundred square kilomet...
"It's Neil right?" When Lisa had messaged Rob asking if they could talk he assumed it must be man trouble, something which, as her self appointed "best guy friend" he saw sitting squarely within his troubleshooting remit. He'd originally suggested gin and a shoulder to cry on but apparently marital woes needed to be physically purged from the system which...
Madeline walked back into her apartment after a day at the spa. She could have just conjured up a spa in her bedroom, sure, but it just wasn't the same, and she felt more normal going to the regular spa down the street from her, and enjoyed it just the same. She took a break from using her magic so much today, only using it to conjure some money to pay for...
I like profiling people. Especially standing in the long line to check-in at the airport, there is nothing else to do. The terminal is dark and stuffed. There are people, people-fences, benches, luggage, x-ray scanners everywhere. The only interesting thing is to discover the gems of hot people in the masses. The counter for Air India was particularly crowde...