We meet up in a crowded coffee house. We spend some time getting to know one another. Eventually; you catch me staring at your shirt. You glance down, and realize that a hint of a lacy bra is visible through the gap at the top of your shirt. You catch my eye, and I blush and look away for a moment. You glance at my crotch and see a bulge…[Read more]

We’ll Call it a Good Night
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I make sure I’m in early for this week’s sketch class since it’s the end of the month and we’ll have a live model tonight. On these nights, I like to pick a seat near the front, but where I can still watch the door well enough to see the model when they arrive. Something about waiting…[Read more]

And I Didn’t Wash My Hands on the Way Out
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Sitting on the exam table while Dr. Wagner mixes the injection, the back is high and the padding is too firm. I’m only feet from the window and the view is beautiful. The blue of the sky is hypnotizing me… or is it his voice? It’s steady, confide…[Read more]

Red, her nail polish was what her mother would refer to as harlot red. That deep red that looked like blood when one lifted the brush from the bottle of polish and it dripped from there to the bottle again. She carefully painted each nail, ensuring that the first was dry before moving to the next. A quick coat of clear covering and they were…[Read more]

She is a friend, has been one for as long as I can remember. We have worked together in gas stations, laughing at some of the things we have seen people do. She married a man older than her, he was her first and thus far only. I don’t know exactly when my view of her changed but it did. We have all been hanging out together more as couples, since…[Read more]

Ceviche Robusto

Have you ever wanted an anonymous, liberating adventure? Have you ever wished just to become someone else for a brief time and explore what another person inside you might experience? What if you are a blonde instead of a brunette? What if you wore clothes more risqué than you ever dare? What would this other you discover? I…[Read more]

Experimentation in Dance

We were getting serious. After all, he asked me to attend his friends’ wedding with him and I knew exactly how much of a grouch he is in the morning. Those were signs that a relationship is moving another step, right? Anyway, it was a heartfelt ceremony and the wedding was beautifully arranged. Through the evening, I…[Read more]

Public, sub-dom, and some gentle BDSM, what could be nicer?

The Club

Gradually, Sarah’s involvement with her new man in Auckland, Tony, was becoming more intense and more “perverted” as she started to think of it. When she visited him on her business trips, he would tie her to the bed or a table and use all of her openings with his hands,…[Read more]

He was already in bed before she completed her nightly grooming ritual. While not yet asleep, he was focused on the music searches he was doing on his iPod. No doubt playing obscure selections louder than necessary for the confines of a bedroom. He didn’t notice that she had gotten into bed without a stitch of clothing. An invitation, of sorts,…[Read more]

I worked late tonight, knowing that I would be coming home to an empty bed. I check my cell phone again to see if you left me a message. Nothing. It has been the whole two days. Nothing. Until a couple of hours later, after I had a little dinner, showered, and got into bed. My cell phone, at long last, utters a sound. Finally, a sign of…[Read more]