"A woman makes a move before her husband does"
Yadira couldn't resist looking up from her phone. It wasn't so much that she didn't want to, it was that she understood why her husband couldn't resist either. Their babysitter, Tania, was nineteen with a petite body and a deliciously...
"The spectre of sex quickly reared its head."
Heaven knows what made me do it. I had been out with a friend, drinking more than I should have, and I was missing my husband terribly. Perhaps the knowledge that he was away from home had made me horny,...
"After a good caning, Keith knows how his life should be."
The store didn’t open until noon on Sunday, and June only went in because Keith asked her to, for an unexplained reason. He opened the door just for them around eleven-thirty and went straight to the office, June following him....
"An unorthodox teaching method proves to be freeing, in more ways than one…"
He was late. My heart sank and tears welled up in my eyes. I hadn’t heard from him since he dropped me home Monday morning after such a glorious night together on Sunday. That had annoyed me, but I wasn’t...
"Leanne struggles to find a way to deal with Mick…"
Leanne appeared at my door a short while after her run-in with Mick. She was obviously distraught, tears were streaming down her cheeks.“What’s wrong?” I asked her, highly concerned.She explained to me in detail her conversation with Mick. She told...
"The something that is created when lover dance"
My rhythm wasborn between hercertain grooves,Like a whimsical songbirdshe sang my nameas with every breathwe fell into sanctuarybeneath moonbeamsand the stars.I am the needle playingin your groovesaround and roundnever-ending musicto your earson the turntableof your lifeThe circle ofsheer pleasurethat enrapturesyour...
"A realization dawns"
We danced with such abandon in the warm humid evening air. There was something about the heat of summer that set our spirits free. Maybe it was how the sun lingered longer. Or, how free she felt twirling in her...
"The Maid of Honor's Threesome"
As the sisters stood next to each other, Jenny DiMaria couldn’t have seemed any more different than her sister Lauren. Lauren, the bride, was tall, athletically built, with silky olive skin. Jenny, the maid-of-honor, was short, blonde, with a thick...
"“You belong to me. You are mine. I belong to you. I am yours.”"
Walking into the house, I drop the keys into the dish, by the door, a little louder than characteristic. She walks in behind me, obviously uneasy. I close the door, lock it, and head to the kitchen. Pouring myself a...
