Cuckoo…Cuckoo…Cuckoo. I looked up at the cuckoo clock and realized that you would be home in less than an hour. It’s been a rough week since you left. When you left, it felt like someone stole an important part of me, and I knew I wouldn’t be whole again until you returned. I really missed
The motor of the beast roared to life. A crunch and clunk of gears being selected and we suddenly lurched away from the curb, narrowly avoiding a collision as the large black vehicle dragging its carriage behind slipped into the procession of taxis and courtesy coaches filing past the front of the terminal building. We
She quietly closed the door. It took two readings of “The Polar Express”, one “Night before Christmas” and “The Fourth Wise Man” to get the two wiggle worms to fall asleep. Threatening that Santa wouldn’t come until they were asleep didn’t seem to do any good. “Mark, They’re asleep.” She stage whispered down the hall.
WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! My pelvic bone was starting to ache a wee bit. And I wasn’t anywhere close, due to the knee-trembling blowjob I had gotten not minutes before. My dick felt just fine, but.. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! She slammed on top of me, fury and passion and loss warring in her clouded eyes. We’d
Jenn Dyson slammed her apartment door shut, purse in hand. After fishing through her purse to make sure she had her keys, she went over to the elevator and pressed the down button, ready to walk into the neighborhood bar to drown a week’s worth of troubles. When the elevator door opened, she felt the
I like to think of myself as urbane, and I like to think of Chicago as the ultimate urbane city. It really is just the way it looks in movies. Slick. Clean. Great architecture. Lots of live music if you know where to look. But I also like to daydream too much. I was at
We wake up in each others arms. Rolling over and whispering “Good Morning” in your ear, I quickly give you a little kiss. Then I slip out of bed and into the bathroom. Leaving the door to the bathroom open I quickly slip into the shower. You watch me as I wash my hair, and
It has been almost exactly twenty years since my story began, and I hardly know how to tell it. It is not a source of pride for me. It is more a source of shame, something I cannot tell my friends and family about. Yet, these are probably the most exciting events of my life,
Danielle combed her long blonde hair as she stood in front of the full length mirror starring at her reflection. Danielle was a trophy wife and had married straight out of college to a man who was twenty years her senior. Pete was a wonderful husband and as a matter of fact he gave Danielle
It started innocently enough. I shouldn’t even be telling you this. I shouldn’t judge. I can’t not after how all this ended. There is a parallel to everything. This isn’t in this instance a conversation of right and wrong. It’s just what happened. It was not the story I expected to hear when I asked
Watching my wife dress never fails to send a tingle through my loins. And tonight I was getting a special treat. It was my 40th birthday and Stacey agreed to wear a slinky little dress bought just for the occasion. At the bathroom sink I was pretending to wash. Really I was watching. Watching my
Five cards stared up at me while the implications of their configuration suffused my being. Four queens, the heart suit carefully arranged on the left, followed by her sisters, each card a mirror image of the previous except for the suit. The last card, the ace of spades, broke the pattern, but served to complete
Ok, so Samantha and her boyfriend Mike invited me to have a 3-some with them. Sammi is cute and her bf isn’t bad either so I agreed. They invited me to her house for a purely sexual experience. After much anticipation, Friday comes and I get dressed up in my fuck my brains out outfit,
Shawna and I were born about ten minutes apart. While we were twins, most people thought we wouldn’t be as close as identical twins often are, what with being different genders and all. They were wrong, though, because we were inseparable as we grew up. Even when most twins of opposite sex were separated –
It was around Christmas time 2010, and we where sorting out our plans for new years. My then girlfriend, having the biggest house anyone we knew offered to host a party. I didn’t have many friends in the area any more, most had moved on while I was away at university so when I returned