The last of the dishes were cleared by your house staff. The scraping of your chair as you pushed back from the table was audible in the room as you stood. You held your hand out and helped her to her feet, teasingly undoing the top button on her blouse. Laughing she tries to tug
What could she do? With a stiff upper lip and no tears, God, no tears, she had waved John off at the Norfolk pier as the USS Bataan left port bound for the Gulf. That was 3 months ago, but now it was their anniversary. He was God knows how many miles away. The last
I lay awake in bed, it’s early yet and all I can think about is the body of my assistant at work. He’s so hot looking but also shy. I want him to fuck me but he works for me and that’s a problem. Still thinking about my assistant’s strong young body I get up
Your body has become accustomed to my touch. It relaxes under my hands as I position you. Feathery fingertips now bring sighs instead of giggles. Your skin glows in the flickering candlelight as I kneel astride your hips where you lie prone upon the sheets. Lightly, I brush the silken strands of your golden hair
I was eight years old, my cousin Kelly was seventeen, as was her boyfriend Darcy. I was visiting Kelly and her family at their summer cottage near Penticton, a small vacation community in the Okanagan Valley. We had finished dinner and Kelly and Darcy were going for a walk down to the lake. They wanted
Deep within the darkness of the forest, a sensual blond woman stands in a clearing staring up at the waxing moon. From the evening shadows, she feels the cool breeze pass through her light clothing, making it cling to her beautiful curves for an instant, then billow out around her tall slender frame. Her toes
Once upon a time, when the world was much younger, there came to a small obscure village the last bird of that species called the Roc. And the Roc was very near to death, for it had had nothing to drink for a long time, and was weak from the heat, and so desperate that
People are always pestering me about whether my stories are true or not. Well, this one is true, but it is in two parts. Look for the time shift near the middle of the story. My new friend Jamie is almost a perfect match for me. OK, she doesn’t have the depth of perversion that
I went to college in a mid-sized city, home of what was then a major technology firm surrounded by two post-secondary institutions. As a result, the area was a busy mix of students along with relatively wealthy individuals and families. While I had my fair share of women during my college years, there was always
My grandmother is attractive for her age. She has kept very fit and has a pretty nice body. Her hair has that blondish white tint and she tries to look young, all while avoiding acting young. It always confused me. I would drop by my grandmothers once in a while and let myself in. She
“Come on, Jesus! Come onnnn, Jesus!” William, or Willy B. Casino King, as he liked to call himself, watched the wheels of the slot machine spin, spin, spin. Nothing else mattered. Not the complimentary drinks plied by friendly waitresses, not the din of other gamblers or the chink of their chips, not even the muffled
The car parked beside him and he looked over. It was her. Catrina got out of her car and around to his passenger side and opened it, sliding in. She smiled a nervous smile at him. “So, you get away OK?” he asked, turning toward her and looking at her. “I have about a half
Chapter Two When I first arrived in Cape Town just over a decade ago, I managed to secure an apartment a brief distance from my offices. I took a train to work every morning but took a 45-minute stroll back home every evening. It could have been a 30-minute walk if I wanted it to
Jack geared down his rig as he approached the traffic lights; he was heading for a long haul and would most probably be driving well into the night. As the truck rolled to a stop next to a small white sports car, glancing down through the front window of the vehicle below, he was greeted
Kelly was my fiancée of three months, although we had been going out for nearly three years. We were going through a rough time trying to map our what exactly we wanted from our marriage and the sex rules part was getting tricky. Many of our friends were quite open with their marriages, often inviting