There is no doubt about it. Business travel SUCKS. There is nothing worse than being across the country from your house and friends, and not being able to talk to them because by the time you get out of work, they are all asleep. The only bonus is expensing drinks. As I sip my third martini, I sink lower into the outdoor hot tub. It's a beautiful night, not...
It is raining outside. We can hear the drops pelt against the glass window panes and beat a staccato rhythm on the roof. The room is lit by the glow of a dying fire in the fireplace. Occasionally, we are illuminated by a flash of lightning, followed by the low rumbling of thunder that we can feel resonate in our bones. Your head is lying on my chest, with yo...
The kids have long since gone to bed. We sit about the living room having enjoyed a nice meal out. We sip our drinks and talk. The conversation growing more and more comfortable as we all settle in. Yet, despite the laughter and ease there is still something hanging out there. A certain feeling in the air that’s at once dangerous and exciting yet soothing an...
"Come here, babygirl" The tone in my voice brooks no argument. She and I both know what is going to happen, but this the way we play this game and the rules must be followed. "You've been a very naughty girl, haven't you?" I ask. You drop your gaze, but you can't hide the twinkle in your eyes, or the slight smile on your face. It's been too long since the...
Exposure. Accentuation. Two words which describe your outfit as you stand before me. From behind, you are perfectly decently dressed. Bra, strappy top, tight black leggings. From the front, it is obvious the leggings have been modified. As you stand there, your cheeks starting to warm, your breathing measured, but beginning to come in gasps, you look down....
I had been working all afternoon on my novel, The Reaper’s Child when you came home from work. It was a work in progress, as in I worked on it whenever I could, which was like today, not knowing the next time I would have a free afternoon to sit and idle my time away in front of a blank computer screen. I had American Head Charge playing helping me drive my...
The morning drive is pleasantly uneventful, and heavily laden with a ripening anticipation. Your thoughts orbit an expectant curiosity as the sensual ideas and descriptions that have been shared between us have served to brew and fascinate an erotically speculative disposition. The panties that you would usually have worn have been left behind to further inc...
My Dearest Darling Caroline, I've just put the phone down after talking to you and, judging by the amount of yawning, boring you to death! Only joking, my gorgeous lover! I've been thinking about the content of this letter as I promised you 'something saucy' and the image of your body laying on the bed on Sunday morning came quickly to mind. To tell the tr...
5:00pm Friday Evening: The day was long and rough, but you find yourself breathing a sigh of relief as you walk thru the front door into your house after getting off work for the weekend. You have no plans for tonight or the weekend except to relax and unwind, it had been a shitty month for you...actually it had been a shitty year, but things were starting...
We return home from a nice meal at a local Italian restaurant. I enjoyed it but you were a little critical of the authenticity - I love how sometimes you can be so feisty. However, we'd caught up, chatted and put the world to rights, laughed, teased, caressed, excited and aroused. I know you're wet and you know I'm dribbling in my boxers; we've told each oth...