Monthly Archive: May 2016

Had he left me hanging? Impatiently, I sat at the game table wearing nothing but my lacy thong and open-toe heels, waiting for him to come back and make his move. Which one? I chuckled at my pun. His chess moves or his move on me. He taunted me with his gorgeous ass which I loved to bite, lick, and kiss. I had seen a lot of it since he kept leaving the room. This man liked games, especially games with strategy. Did he do this to see if I would take care of the lustful urges? I would, take care of...

Erin completed her first female sexuality class and intended to show Jordan what she learned. A lot of thought and energy created the sexual menu for the evening. Jordan liked things hot and Erin desired to spice things up but taking the lead was outside her comfort zone. “Hey, Baby. I got your message. What’s up?” Jordan closed the door and threw his backpack in the arm chair. Erin strolled into the room wearing a skimpy robe and a smile. Her cleavage peeked out. She loved the lined expressions on his face, heat, and confusion rolled together. “I have a...

I’m not sure in the course of the play when his presence filtered into my awareness. He sat front row, stage left, opposite my front center-stage, end-row seat. It was a three-sided audience. I’m not sure what I noticed first about him? Was it his dark wavy hair, longish, with a matching two-day scruff beard? Or was it the blue, dress shirt that highlighted his eyes with tails that peeked out from his navy blazer? Perhaps it was his hiking boots that he propped on his denim-clad knee when he changed positions in the seat? Director, actor, or lover? He...

“It’s not a race, Cher.” “I know, but I’m nervous and excited.” “Don’t worry about them.” He ran his nose over the bridge of hers. “I’ll get you where you want to go.” “Hmmm. I’m not worried. But it is our first time. How many are watching?” She lifted her head to look around him knowing she would see nothing, but they would see her. “Why do you need to know?” “I am…counting… hands.” “What the hell, my hands are the only ones you need to be considering. Observing is all they get, not even sound.” His big body hovered...

Daniel really cares and he listened. I just hadn’t realized it yet. My jazz piano guy loved to take me to his gigs. Through no fault of my own, I fell asleep to jazz. I love it but it puts me in a trance state. I become mellow and fluid and then sleep followed. It was the equivalent of good booze or drugs intermingling in my system. But Daniel studied his audience, namely me. “I have some tunes for us to hear tonight.” “Oh boy, sleeping music time?” “Yes, but no, I hope. You do react to different instruments and...

“Where is your old typewriter?” asked Alexandra. “It’s in the hall closet.” Stephan looked up from his art easel in the studio. His seductive gaze held her, as did his stance, edgy and ready.  “You need it for what? “Project for my writing class,” said Alex as she bent over to pick it up. Alexandra set the machine on her desk and reread the assignment.  Address your specific audience. Type a communication to imprint the reader’s soul like a key strike of an old typewriter stamps a letter through the ribbon onto the paper. After loading a sheet paper, she typed....

I walked into the living room and spotted Dave on the couch, reading a book. There was an immediate lightness in my chest but I kept my focus on him. My “getting off” plan was underway. I sauntered over, removed the book from his hands and sat on his lap. “What is up with you?” he asked. “You’ll figure it out.” I leaned back and rested my head on the arm of the couch and he stroked my arm. He leaned over further inspecting me and touched my forehead. “What’s this?” He rubbed his thumb and forefinger together testing the...