Jim stared blankly at the spreadsheet on his computer screen, his hands hovering above the keyboard. The office smelled of stale coffee and printer ink, the distinctive scent of a long day spent indoors. Jim wrinkled his nose at the odor, trying to clear...
I sense him before he speaks. I feel the bed dip under his weight, heat radiating off his body, warming my naked back. I sit crossed-legged on velvet sheets in the middle of a large, imposing metal-framed bed. His breath skims across my delicate shoulder...
It was getting late, and I decided to have one last check on the swingers’ site before calling it a night. As usual, there were a few people online, but a quick check showed I wasn’t what they were looking for. I sighed and was about to shut down the comp...
There's something endearing about the way Muu loses her shit every time she tries something new. You figured that she would enjoy sushi, given her previous life as a pontoon fisherwoman. But you never would have anticipated her having a full-on euphoric e...
His look is all it took. His kittens knew exactly what their master wanted, needed. They didn't have to hear him ask. They knew. Standing before him, both slowly, seductively lowered their panties and stepped out of them. Neither was jealous of the ot...
I don't know what gave me the courage to even start it. I don't know anything about her, not even her name. In fact, we have never spoken, not a single word. I know she works at the small library in our town and is about my age, mid-fifties. Like me, just...
I moan when I’m turned on. I’m not boasting. I just don’t scream, shout, talk up a storm, or put on much of a show when I’m doing it. Sometimes I wonder if I should be writing about sex at all. Fuck it, though. If extroverts can put their business out...
I cling to speeding, spinning cones of lead That pierce the air and armour, skin and bone; Once deep inside, I ditch my deathly ride, Spread dark destruction, quell life's fragile wick. * I cleave to sharpened shards of stainless steel That separate the l...
And a quick pulse deepens in the sheltered arbor of a dream. And in it, I watch you sleeping in my bed. Rhythmic muscled rise and fallOf a mans soft, deep breathing. The sharp lean edge of a well defined jaw.The angular planes. The memory by rote. I lean...
