The Sculpture

“Oh, sorry. I’m so sorry.” Marcy apologized profusely for stopping so abruptly that the man behind her bumped right into her. He swore, gave her a dirty look and mumbling under his breath, walked away. The swearing man was far from Marcy’s mind when she looked back at the shop window. A blush formed on ... continue reading

Not Done Yet

“Are you alone?” Even though she knew she was, Gail glanced over her shoulder to make sure Frederick was not around. “Yes, I am,” she said. The smile on her face shone through in her words. “Put the phone on speaker.” “Done.” “Spread your legs and touch your cunt.” Gail had met Steve in a ... continue reading

Symphonic Rock

His fingers awakens the first tones of our symphony as he gently touches the soft flesh on the rounding of my breasts. I hum along, arching my back to invite another instrument to the ensemble. His hand moves to my tummy for a brief interlude, making me wait for the high tones I so need. ... continue reading

A Close Shave

Leo pulled me into the room the moment the door swung open. He pushed me against the closing door, covering my lips with his. His kiss was passionate, his tongue pushing into my mouth, his lips crushing mine. “I want you naked, on your back, on the bed, legs spread,” he said, breathing into my ... continue reading

Afternoon Nap

Sunday afternoon. A lazy Sunday afternoon. Sue didn’t sleep well the night before. Most of the chores had been done the day before and for once the Sunday was a quiet one. She sat on the couch, lazily paging through a magazine, but her eyelids were too heavy to concentrate on the letters in front ... continue reading