He was luscious. When he first walked into the lobby that day, my heart skipped a beat and dropped into my stomach. His arms were muscular, and firm but not veiny. The kind of arms that would make a lumberjack blush. His hips swayed with all the confidenc...
It was Friday, the end of a long week and Josh was keen to finish this last job he had scheduled. He was driving his Ford Ranger through the drizzle that had been the main weather for most of the month. It wasn’t doing much to boost his mood. The small re...
I met Jack when I separated from my husband. He’s my fuck-buddy and has changed my life forever. We both crave sex, anytime-anywhere. Whenever I am in town, I can call him either for a half-hour quickie or a weekend fuck-a-thon. I met him on a dating webs...
The English Channel – Autumn, 1990 White capped waves continue beating against the forty-foot Gimbal Rose, her white sails straining against constant forty-knot winds. Although sturdy herself, Gaelle Beauchene’s strain begins to show. With her hair in a m...
Jimmy paused by the bus stop and checked the time. He had almost thirty minutes before the bus would be by, and he was getting thirsty. His eyes went first to the convenience store behind him, then focused on the guy leaning against the wall of the buildi...
It was hot and sunny at the beach, and after a swim, we lay on our blanket and soaked up the sun. Throngs of beach-goers surrounded us, including a pair of young men on the blanket next to ours. I had noticed them watching Sharon when we came out of the w...
