Chapter 1 Even as you manoeuvre your car to the side of the road your twitching in your chair, you can feel your palms sweaty and shaking trying to grip the wheel as best you can. Your not quite sure how you've found yourself in this position, and if your totally honest you're not sure if it is the right thing to do you can feel the pangs of guilt deep in y...
(To the reader: The story you are about to read is told in a completely new style for me. I was recently contacted by a fan and only inspired both this detour into minimal narration and the story itself. For these things I thank her. I enjoyed writing in this fashion, it was a nice change of pace. I found it to be more driven... more breathtaking... a kind...
One morning the doorbell rings and as you open the door, a man in a black suit, black driver's hat, gloves and shiny shoes stands waiting patiently. "Are you Mrs. Doe? Estelle Doe?" As you answer you are, he hands you a black velvet envelop, tied with a silver silk string, bows and walks away. Surprised you look at the envelope and in wonder you close the do...
Imagine a lazy sunday morning. you are reading the paper in the kitchen, leaning your elbows on the counter, propping your head on your hands. Your parents are away so we are both wearing only robes to keep the winter chill off our bodies. In my hands I am carrying a pair of beautiful red heeled shoes, the kind with ribbons that lace up your leg like a corse...
...Just as you think you're alone in your bedroom you start to get undressed, taking your top off first, as you're standing in front of your bed dressed only in a black lace bra and a pair of tight denim jeans you hear the unmistakable sound of the door closing behind you, you quickly turn around to see who is there but before you can say a word I push you d...
I know my traveling is hard on you and on our relationship -- I know that. We both agreed that this was the right job for me to take. Somehow that just doesn't warm the lonely nights in our bed while I'm away and you're stuck home attempting to carry on with our life. I call you one evening, after the kids have gone to bed and can tell by the husky tone in...
We have arranged to meet at the parking lot so that we can be discreet. I have no sooner arrived than you pull up beside me. We exchange smiles as I walk to your car and open your door. I take your hand as you step up out of your car and then I take you in my arms. I greet you with "Hello Beautiful", and then our lips meet as we have finally arrived at the...
(To the reader: This continuation of the story is told in the same style as the original installment. It was necessary in order to maintain the story line itself. PRECAUTIONARY DISCLOSURE: all characters in the following story are above the age of 18.) * I sit at the table in my room... waiting... anxiously waiting.... I have a drink... sip at it... Then...
We had been returning from the pub, strolling arm in arm after a meal and a few drinks, enjoying each others company, chatting and exchanging kisses as we walked. I suppose we should have been more aware of the change in the weather, but really our attention was focused on each other to the exclusion of virtually all else. Hence our surprise when the first...
Your scent fills my nose and sweat glistens on your body. I look into your eyes and see your want. Lying next to you I feel as your body shakes from desire. I kiss your lips slipping my tongue into your warm wet mouth. Your moans fill my ears. After passion boils, built up from years gone by. My hands play over your body teasing your quivering flesh. Your ha...