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,…
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…
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…
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…
I brought a glass closer to my eyes to better observe the thick red color of 7 fuentes wine against the light of the late afternoon sun. Rich peppery fruitiness playfully danced on top of some earthy mineral tones, donated by the mighty volcano on whose slopes the grapes grew. The wine was pretty unique,…
The wheels of the airliner screeched against the runway, bounced and then screeched again. The sudden pressure of the stop tightened the seatbelts against the waists of the travelers. Mrs. Mower startled awake in the cramped seat, her hips aching where the armrests had pressed into them throughout the flight. As the plane stopped at…
“Spread your legs.” His shoulder nudged mine, and I couldn’t hold a smile back. But I obeyed, unclenching my knees and letting my college crush kneel by my chair so he could remove one of my over-the-knee stockings for this silly game. His fingers were gentle as he slowly rolled it down my tanned leg,…
I live in a little, old two-story Dutch revival I bought with my boyfriend Chris three years ago. Expensive, so… two roommates. Marcus and Jason, great guys and friends of Chris’ from college. The house is adorable on a tree-lined street in a quiet little neighborhood. It’s super cozy and I love hanging out in…
It was my birthday, and he’d so far ignored me all day, despite my efforts to look extra special today. I’m not annoyed with him, I just hoped for something special, since it was my first birthday with him. I was in our kitchen cooking my own birthday meal, my favourite spaghetti pomodoro, while I…
The walls between our apartments are paper-thin, leaving some, and much, to the imagination. Sometimes I hear muffled voices or music playing quietly. Other times, I hear a lot more. The first time I heard them fucking, I couldn’t stop myself. I leaned my ear in closer to the wall to get a better listen.…
As lockdown stretches indefinitely, I find myself left to my own devices (vibrating or otherwise). I know I am very lucky to stay safe at home. Forced isolation has me feeling repressed, but it may be why I had the most delightfully dirty dream the other morning. My boyfriend S. and I are long-distance and…
She closed the door behind her and looked around for a space to sit. As always, it was fairly busy and mostly filled with men. Nothing new but hey, she was just here to sweat it out for a bit after a stressful week. She found a space on a ledge and sat on her…
Gavin was glad to get home from work. He wanted to change clothes, get a healthy shot of Captain Morgan, and kiss his very sexy wife. He chuckled. In just that order too, because if he started out by kissing Lexy… well… Gavin sighed. Just the thought of her could make him hard. He walked…