My husband Bryan and I were on our way to a party that was being hosted by Bryan's best friend Derek. The two had been best friend's since college, meeting in freshman year, a few months before Bryan and I met and got together. Pretty soon the three of us...
Freya’s clothes lay strewn across the front room marking a trail leading to the master bedroom. Freya beckoned with an almost musical tone, “I feel much better. Could you help me with something?” “What’s the problem? It’s kind of late, can’t it wait till...
The power of conversation Who needs a church Love and lust Doesn't always work I explain That I've felt rejected Now you hate That you neglected The love I feel I put down in rhyme But I've established Maybe is no longer mine? I don't know I think its ove...
You've dialed one eight hundred pleasure,Hey big boy, I'm here at your leisure. I'm wearing an outfit made of leather. Give me your credit card, it costs to play,I'll delight you in so many ways.I'm running a fifteen minute special, free today. Oh baby, t...
Michael looked okay just then. He had done his gravity training exercise an hour ago, just before his craft had been ensnared by the sun. It was a deadly trajectory. Mission control was trying out something to establish a line to his craft using an older...
I am Stan, a widower, 40 years old. My sister, Anne, is a widow a year younger than me. She lives in the next village to mine. I visited her recently and in her lounge we talked, among other things, of a program on television which showed paintings by Ita...
I am Stan, a widower and 40 years old. My sister, Anne , is a widow and a year younger than me and lives in the next village to mine. I visited her recently and in her lounge we talked, among other things, of a programme on television which showed picture...
“This is an interesting situation, don’t you think?” Sarah began. “Every weekend we’re going to be alone in the house and we’re probably going to sleep together again. At least I’d like it if we had sex again. Is that what you want?” I know I wasn’t suppo...
Toys by my side Awaiting your command A ding lets me know you’re nearI read your words instead of feeling your hand-- “Show me… The implements that will touch you Instead of me” “Show me… The delicious spread The offering of your arousal” “Show me… How yo...
“A hard-bitten ego-driven loner, “ was the way her agent had described him. “You know – big, tough, been-there-done-that, travels alone because he thinks other people can't keep up. Talks a lot on TV, but has never written a book. Now he wants you to writ...
I had just come in from running when my girlfriend, Hannah, arrived. She had on a short pleated schoolgirl skirt and a simple white blouse. I love skirts, especially the rear view, and Hannah is tall and can, in my opinion, really hang a skirt from her hi...
