Misty McGuire felt a surge of titillation in her chest when she saw Darren, son of Greg, take his seat in the middle of her European History class. He looked like his father—same eyes and nose and controlled verve. He was a quiet student, never making a fuss or causing a disruption. She quelled the…
Previous: Yoga on the Roof Part 2 Shelly started to perspire from the heat and hot sun as soon as she quick-stepped from the air-conditioned airport terminal to the cab. It wasn’t until her jaunt from the cab to the motel entry that she felt the temperate Pacific winds. The humidity in Puerto Vallarta was…
Previous: Yoga On The Roof, Part 1 Shelly arrived home after two weeks of constant travel for a series of photo shoots and even a conference speaking engagement. By the last leg of the trip, she begged for her own bed, her own shower, her own soft towels, her own closet full of clothes. Most…
Before knocking on Brandon’s front door, Steve picked up a nondescript plastic package that a delivery man had tossed carelessly to the doorstep. Dawn Davis, Brandon’s mom, was the recipient. Steve noticed a slight tear in it. Not thinking as he waited for the door to open, he fingered the rip. His finger touched latex…
Dawn Davis stopped her red Audi coupe along the curb on Ewing Street. The neighborhood was one of the oldest in the city, and the gentrification reflected early Greek Revival-style homes and a few, rare Gothic Revival residences. The neighborhood was ideal for a stroll on a warm late-summer evening with fireflies while the sun…
Jake banged his head on the metal locker and groaned. “I got Mr. Hein for health class. The guy with the yellow teeth. What a waste. My doodling will so improve this semester. Who did you get for health?” Mark scanned his semester’s schedule. “Mrs. Larson, just after lunch, third period.” “Mrs. Larson! Man, you…
Sadie collapsed onto the plush love seat, exhausted. Marissa looked amused at her. “Why the hell does the drive here wear me out so much? It’s not even two hours long.” She tried to laugh out her frustration, but tiredness overtook. She attempted to release the remainder of the stress by running her hands through…
Roger Westinghouse studied his grandfather’s binoculars from World War II. He removed the covers of the eye lenses, put the binoculars to his eyes but saw complete darkness. His dad, Lewis Westinghouse, nudged him. “Take off the lens cover. It helps.” Roger looked at the large end of the lenses. “Makes sense.” Roger pulled off…
Shelly decided she had to escape. Days in her small apartment had cramped her body and mind. She shed her oversized Mickey Mouse T-shirt, shoved her heavy breasts into a sports bra, and pulled stretchy workout pants up her thighs. Grabbing her rolled-up yoga mat, she left for the roof of her apartment building. Compared…
“Well, the weather is a bit underwhelming, isn’t it?” Boris asked looking at the sky and we both laughed heartily. But our situation didn’t really feel like a laughing matter. We were hiking a mountain range in a tour we planned for fine weather and just for the two of us, a couple of seasoned…
A small cargo van pulled into my driveway. It had the company name on the side: Mr. Electric in big yellow letters set on top of a bolt of lightning. There was a lingering fear in me whether I had made the right decision. My main intent was to get the outside of the house…
Shawn’s computer dinged that morning. A new email appeared in his inbox at 8:17. It was a message to All_Employees. Good morning! I wanted to share some great news. Evelin Webber has been named the new Director of the Administration Division. I am thrilled to see her recognized in our organization. Evelin is one of…
The tiny restaurant in Barcelona was busy. Conversing diners, shouts and calls to waiters, popping corks from bottles of wine, the clink of glasses, drinkers’ long bouts of laughter. Chefs cooked the favorite local foods and let the timeless scents of Spanish paprika, heavy garlic, and saffron waft from the kitchen. In the middle of…
Let me tell you a secret. I’ve had this fantasy for so many years. It all started when I was a fine arts student and I used to draw nudes in a life drawing class. I often fantasized that I was the model in the class. In real life, I’m much too shy to pose…
“Go get ‘em, babe,” Tina’s husband said and patted her butt. Walking down the steps of the front porch, she glanced back over her shoulder. Doug stood in the doorway. His face was plastered with the grin of a boy who was promised ice cream. Yet a bit of concern was set deep in Tina’s…
Her black slacks tapered to her ankles, showing off her brown skin down to the top of her feet. Her rainbow-colored heels continued to accentuate her toenails painted red. These simplicities still made his heart tick faster and his breaths shorten. She was amazing, amazing, amazing, amazing. That word continued to pass through his mind.…
The scent of coconut sunscreen drifted on the air as warm puffs of the tropical breeze drifted over my skin intermittently. My white one shouldered swimming costume was sticking to my skin, beads of sweat dripping down my neck and body. I hid under a wide brimmed white straw hat and a pair of black…
The assumption is employees hook up or, at least, get naughty at Christmas parties. But that isn’t the case in the real business world. Office parties are one evening with a few drinks. Then the employees go home alone. The real hookups happen where there are fewer eyes and longer nights. They happen at business…
In the warm afternoon of mid-June, Julia’s face was bright and glowing in all her loveliness and uncontainable joy. Already, her face was sore because it would not stop grinning. She was the centerpiece of the day, the bride. She had never felt so beautiful and glorious, since in her childhood fantasies. Her new dress…
The company Christmas party was in full swing. Every year I went regrettably. Social things weren’t my gig. The theme was Fire and Ice. Every table was adorned with elaborate ice sculptures while fire breathing gymnasts tumbled across the dancefloor in skin tight crimson costumes, men gawking at them unashamedly. The room was abuzz with…
Monroe County Sheriff’s Department Inter-Office Memorandum To: Sheriff Richard Langford From: Drake Wilkerson, Inspector General CC: Gerald Newsome, Bureau Chief, Monroe County Sheriff’s Department; Office of Internal Affairs; Office of Human Resources Subject: Review of Employee Investigation On 21 April 2022, the Office of the Inspector General of the Monroe County Sheriff’s Department received a…
When Lois first unlatched the locked windows of the Lake Agnes Tea House, she stood there quietly to bask in the natural beauty. She felt the cold mountain breeze rush against her face, encircle her neck, and blow back her blond hair. The air was as fresh and crisp as it had been every year…
Last night, Simone had a pounding urge to play with her vibrator, but her best friend, Lauren, called to talk about her rocky relationship with Jacob. By the time Lauren was done venting, Simone was too drained and dispirited to play. This morning, the desire for release lingered inside of her. And lasted throughout the…
When I look down at my feet, I don’t see beauty. I see a wide foot with short, fat, pink toes. Finding the right pair of sandals to wear in summer is always a nightmare. My feet sweat a lot and I can’t do heels. I’ve learned that comfort, beauty and fashion don’t always go…
I felt guilty when I paid for my train ticket to London with the exact same twenty-pound note my parents had given me for food. They were aware that I had been having problems with my first boyfriend and my first lover. Everyone was aware of it. My Uni flatmates were sick of the sleepless…
“It goes like this,” Cindy said. “Do the operation successfully, make money. Simple, right?” She then tapped the tweezers against an edge of the board game, and Cavity Sam’s nose turned red and the game buzzed. A rogue smile stretched Cindy’s red lips. “Screw up the operation, and be prepared to pay big insurance claims.”…
One Sigh. She couldn’t rationalize it. She definitely couldn’t resist it. Sex and attraction is irrational—at least it was for her. She reminded herself of this whenever the urge became overpowering. Oh, she wanted to forget him more than anything. But the harder she fought it, the more it would swallow her. These are familiar…
On the nightstand, my phone vibrated, and the flashlight blinked twice. A text. I tried to ignore it. I had been attempting to put away my phone at 10:30 every night. I wanted better sleep, more sleep, and to feel great the next morning. I read about the benefits online, so it had to be…
Jerry slowed the pickup truck on the unpaved road in the middle of nowhere and turned left. He drove into a cornfield that was recently harvested. The over-sized pickup bucked, like a bronco, over the rough ground and the chopped cornstalks. Both Jerry and Kitty tried to keep their seats as they coursed across the…
“I need sex.’ I wrote in a text message to a former friend with benefits. We were so familiar with each other that I knew he would not be offended by the intentional omission of polite pleasantries in my message. I knew that my directness would turn him on. It was a summer afternoon years…
Ms. Dawn Davis ended the six months of negotiations with a new business trajectory. She and her team of company managers shook hands with a group of government officials. They had come to an agreement on a $20 million engineering contract that would conduct work across the eastern half of the United States. Her company…
He treated it as though it were a typical Saturday – woke up, served her breakfast in bed, then left for the gym and to run a few errands. He had no reason to approach it any differently. After all, she had talked all week about how excited she was to lie around and relax…
“How much do you love me?” A former boyfriend asked me years ago. He was kneeling before me, on top of my bed, between my spread thighs as I lay down face up. Although it seemed to be the ideal position to receive oral sex, nothing could be further from the truth; I was about…
“Don’t move,” the photographer tells me. How could I even entertain the idea given the fact that I am lying face down in a X shape, tied to a bed? I’m completely naked except for a latex mask and the fact that he is fully clothed only makes me feel even more exposed and naked. …
The ophthalmologist, Dr. Mahoney, welcomed the thin Michelle into his office. “How are you doing this afternoon?” With beautiful confidence and cropped platinum blonde curls, she answered simply, “I’m doing well.” He offered her the patient’s chair and turned off the lights. “Having any problems with your eyes?” “This is just a routine checkup.” She…
Being a good teacher means knowing your speciality subject very well indeed. You must also know how to present a topic clearly to an individual or a group so that they understand and learn something new. My passion for teaching went far beyond the classroom; I also loved playing the teacher in an intimate role-playing…
“Do you want to go to a lesbian club tonight?” she asked me from the sofa as I was picking up my clothes that I had left on the living room floor the night before. I wondered if she had forgotten her promise to go down on me “as soon as we got home” after…
Those moments when you first wake up in the morning can be confusing. In a matter of seconds, you go from a dream-like state to analysing where you are, who you are with (sometimes) and above all, how you got to bed the night before. It was Saturday morning and when I woke up and…
There are days in your life that seem insignificant when you live them. It’s only with time that you come to understand their meaning. That’s how it was when I met her. It was a hot summer’s day in Madrid and I was working as an English teacher in a language academy. That day I…
I was young once. Too afraid to give into my desires. Looking back now, I wonder how I resisted, but more interestingly, how I am so free to being face down, ass bare in the air, ready to take submissive orders today. We went to a place far enough from home to have all the…
Mrs. Mower heard Principal Simmon’s baritone voice. “Mrs. Mower,” he said demurely, “a message for you.” She stopped in the middle of a text to her husband. He set down a chic square envelope on top of her stack of math textbooks. “No pressure. We just wanted to offer a nice evening out.” “We?” “Yes,…
“Mrs. Mower…” Mr. Simmon said sternly through her classroom’s doorway. The woman erasing the whiteboard turned around when hearing her name. “… in my office now.” Before she could respond, he cut her off. “Yes, now.” And he ducked out. “But …” She wanted to object because her husband was off work for an evening,…
Lacy puffed up the pillows on her cream-colored sectional one more time, and then considered where else in her apartment that may need sprucing. The living room carpet was freshly vacuumed with angled lines. The large-faced clock atop the fireplace mantel was dusted. The wine rack was full of the dark reds she loved. The…
Your mouth puckers and shoulders shiver from the sour flavor. The Gimlet is more lime than liquor. In fact, the shot of Grey Goose is questionable. And that’s how your night has gone. You are mentally absent and not participating in Isabel’s and Carla’s chit-chatting. This smoky rock club is awkward for you. It’s packed…
Charlotte toweled off in her steam-fogged bathroom. To her dislike, rubbing the thick cloth against herself made her lower body jiggle. She flung the white towel over a hanger and wiped off the moisture from the mirror with her hand. When she saw her reflection, the comments of a former lover came to mind. She…
They looked over curiously at the men shuffling in together each holding the hand of the man in front and behind him. Wearing only boxer shorts, they wore black hoods with small openings for their eyes – hoods to protect their identity. What about our identities? he thought as he leaned forward looking lazily over…
Once upon a time, a mighty King and a lovely Queen hosted a grand ball to find a suitable wife for their son, Prince Leo. The event was lavish and regaled the nobility of the land. The ladies of high esteem wore long gowns and heavy diamond necklaces. Men of renown donned their suits and…
“Here’s your pay!” Dennis shoved a fist full of dollars into my chest. “And now our business partnership is officially terminated. Don’t ever contact us again.” The fire in his eyes revealed the anger of Hell. Or it may have been his embarrassment after one hell of a night. Honestly it mattered to me. Dennis…
The cruel winds had blown through Williston Falls the night before. The storm uprooted sturdy trees in the town’s small park and lifted farm houses only to reset them cockeyed on their foundations. But there was worse. The morning after, three ladies huddled together in the Louise Hollis Community Center, trying to calm a weeping…
That Friday, I declined a night out with my girlfriends so I could do my laundry. The decision wasn’t for a lack of clean clothes. Instead, the week had been depressing. Work overload, pressing deadlines, crazy customers, no break from the headache. I wanted time alone to wallow, and a laundromat on a Friday night…