"Evan and Janice consumate, as Rich and Emily explore boundaries."
They hadn’t been in the car for more than a minute when Janice leaned over, placed her hand on his thigh, and sucked his right earlobe between her lips. He felt her sharp teeth bite gently and her warm breath...
"Rich and Emily add shower sex to their experience."
Chapter 8 Emily felt herself pressed up against the tile in the shower. Richard leaned into her back, his lips sucking and kissing at the base of her neck as the warm water cascaded over the two of them. “Again?”...
"The dinner and the stage is set for pairings."
The dinner was quite entertaining. The food was superb. Janice had taken charge of the seating arrangements. She selected a booth, directing Emily into one side where she sat next to Rich. Evan was ordered into the other side opposite...
"Emily succumbs to her desires."
Chapter 4 “What the fuck is wrong with you,” Emily screamed. Evan shook his head slowly. “Nothing. Not a thing.” “You don’t care about what just happened?” she continued. He smiled at her. “What just happened?” “Rich,” she spat. “He...
"Evan and Emily settle into married life. Enter Rich and Janice."
Emily made Evan’s transition to married life as easy as possible. She achieved her goal of making him happy, as happy as he had ever been. His colleagues at the university noted that he became more confident and outgoing. Always...
"Evan, a college professor, finds himself the object of an adult student's desire."
Chapter 1 As a professor of history at Wyndham College, Evan Anderson enjoyed teaching the introductory courses to the freshmen and other undergraduates as much as the seminar courses with the post-graduate students. He knew he was a marginal salesman,...
"Evan and Emily enjoy the wedding night experience."
Emily emerged from the master bath. The white dress she’d worn was gone, replaced by a silken nightgown, also white, that came down some six inches above her knees. For the first time in their relationship, Evan looked at her...
"Silmaria struggles with doubt in the aftermath of a horrible night."
Even as the evening crept on the heat was palpable, a smothering blanket of energy sapping misery, dry and acrid. The only reprieve from the heat was the caress of the wind sweeping down the crags and valleys and rock...
"The truth comes out..."
I'm sitting in the chair beside Damien's bed, waiting for him to wake up. I feel his hand move ever so slightly in mine so I open my eyes. His eyes are closed but he's scowling and trying to move...
"Everything changes..."
I wake to Damien kissing up my shoulder towards my neck. I'm lying on my stomach, hands under my pillow, facing away from him. I turn my head towards him and smile, rubbing the sleep from my eyes. "Good morning,"...