"Could any man resist joining her in depravity?"
Despite this cold December evening, I nudge the window open. A breath of wind flutters the silk curtains but does nothing to soothe my burning loins. I won’t reach to relieve myself. Just one stroke is all it would require,...
"Country girls do it better."
I had a type—stilettos paired with a body poured into a black dress. Then, I see her redefining sexy with her ass shaping those jeans. Her muddy boots have me climbing into her rusty red ride. This one likes getting dirty!“You...
"Some things in this world are inescapable."
Despite its strangling grip, I’m attempting to outrun the darkness again, as futile as that may be. Even when the sun shines, I feel no warmth. But what choice do I have?No one sees the tempestuous clouds hanging over my...
"You’re never too old to begin again."
It’s Easter; a day for beginnings. We’d both fallen dormant in the winter of our spouses’ deaths. But what’s frozen can bloom again. I sit beside her on the bench, offering a bouquet of dandelions. She giggles like a young school girl,...
"Some women are both, and he sees it in her."
I love the power plays in the corporate world. It’s a game I win. No surprise it’s bled into my fuck life. I dismiss the too-eager secretary and stroke my cock myself. It’s no fun if they fall to their knees too...
"When a man hurts a woman, it’s always the next man who’s left picking up the pieces."
I frowned upon finding the chair taken — my chair, the leather highback I occupied every day at noon in a particularly secluded bookstore nook. What she was reading captivated her, so she didn’t notice my presence until I sat in...
My love,I crave a kiss from your sweet lips,While you sleep, lain bare,A taste nothing can eclipse.Steal it, do I dare?For nether lips’ scent doth ensnare.You stir as seeking fingertipsTouch beauty quite rare,While tracing the curve of your hips,Virgin skin...
"What happens when the balance of power is abruptly disrupted?"
Deep within a forest in Romania…The Carpathian mountains rising above the dark green silhouettes of the three-hundred-year-old trees were no match for the splendour of the castle, protected within the virgin forest. On its intricately carved balcony, a young woman...
"A desperate woman turns to a stranger to explore a craving."
Thursday, February 1It proved an undesirable coincidence that today, I planned to discuss secrets and their effects on mental health with my psychology students, and today, I was meeting him for the first time. I began my lecture with, “Everyone in...
"How will he shape her?"
He enjoys working by candlelight on evenings such as this one when there is a hush in the night except for the light rain pitter-pattering against the glass panes. These somber clouds, however, are sparse enough for the moon to...