"Scott has some fun with a gorgeous transsexual woman from his office."
The dark and humid night consumed the street surroundings, the rain pattered softly against the car window as Scott pulled outside Louise’s house. Louise had never agreed to let Scott visit before and he knew that this would be the...
"Steven gets some excitement from a girl he meets at a bar with a little secret."
Sitting on the chair leaning against the bar, Steven sat quietly sipping on his rum and coke. It was a fairly quiet night at the local sports bar he often ventured to after work to wind down from his work...
"Viewing mom's video collection."
I was glad no-one was home, so I could once again look at the videos I had copied off the DVD mom had hidden in the bookshelf with her chemistry books.Although she was a professor, she was surprisingly bad with...
"Can love conquer in a war torn city?"
The Bomb Shelter Virgin Christmas Eve 1941, Kyiv (Kiev) Russia.Natalya was busying herself peeling vegetables for Christmas day by candlelight. She had not long returned from Christmas Eve mass at the church, the deep cold still in her bones.Dressed in her...
"The continuing true story of my wife, my best friend and me"
Okay, I admit it. I have not been keeping up with writing about the ongoing story of my wife and my (our) friend and although I have been slacking off, they haven’t been. I mentioned at the end of the...
"Jenny's heart started to pump faster as she considered her actions."
The email came out of the blue. We hadn't spoken or sent messages or emailed or acknowledged each other's existence in over fifteen years. My ex had obviously thought there was a need to let me know she had been...
"A cold night in the French Alps soon heats up as I get reacquainted with my high school crush."
I walked out onto the balcony to find Nathalie already in the hot tub. She was sitting next to her sister, Camille, and her best friend, Caroline. Their heads and shoulders were all that was visible above the bubbling water....
Part I. And so it happened one day, on the way home from work, that she saw this pendant displayed discreetly in some antique shop window. It struck her as an object of Celtic origin, some mystic symbol of some nearly...
"An art exhibit,a woman on the prowl."
It was evening, one of those evenings that hold a kind of promise, a sense of expectation...dresses become tighter, suits more elegant. Everyone struggles to convey a sense of allure, even if fear and loneliness have taken a strong grip...
"Another trip to Sarah's house for role play and sex but not what I expected.."
I was seventeen and only just learning to swim. My parents were paying for me to have lessons but Miss Phillips, the attractive teacher, had our parent’s permission to spank me, Ed or any of the three girls if we did...