“I have a present for you.” There is sly mischief in my wife’s sultry voice. I hear the seductive click of her heels crossing the tile. “Kiss me,” she whispers. I feel warm salty breath as our lips connect. I inhale the moist, heady scent as she beguiles...
Rich had endured yet another bad date. Twenty years old and he couldn't close the deal or even secure a second outing. He didn't understand why. He was handsome, in good shape, and a nice, sensitive young man. Frustrated and feeling less than a man, Rich...
The following day, Thursday, was a typical day at work. Milan and I texted several times and made plans for Friday night. She explained that she would be busy Saturday night with her family as it was her mother’s birthday, and on Sunday she would be at th...
