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A Letter To An Older Man… That Is HARD To Put Down I woke up very hot this morning… After a night of tossing and turning… A long night for a young 19 year old… The heat was unbearable… My skin was slicked w/ the humidity… I slept in my new red Victoria’s Secret silk shorts and spaghetti strap tank top… Every turn, every toss the silk rubbed against my nipples… Maybe that also contributed to my sleepless night… I woke up with thoughts of you on my mind… And how I could fulfill your request of a letter… I wanted something real… Something not just made up in my…

“Ready?” He looked into Kelly’s soft blue eyes. She nodded her head up and down and then replied, “Anytime.” With a shove he propelled the canoe away from the dock. The early summer afternoon was warm, and clear. Only a few puffy white clouds marred the perfect blue of the sky. A soft breeze wafted across the lake, it felt cool on the skin. “Do I need to be doing anything?” Kelly turned her head to look at him. “No, baby,” he answered as he dipped the paddle into the water and pulled. “Just enjoy the ride.” The weekend had passed into history Just two solitary people had been fishing…

I plopped down in the BarcaLounger. I wasted no time texting Jean that my weekend was pretty much open. I had only two small jobs left on Donna’s to do list and she wasn’t getting back into town until Monday evening. Jean must have had her cell nearby, as she responded almost immediately and with no excess verbiage: Saturday, 4:30, casual dress, bring a bathing suit.I felt like I needed a shower. I had headed downtown to the rescue mission with a bushel basket of co-op vegetables immediately after finishing shopvaccing the garage, plus I hadn’t washed the nicotine tainted saliva of the Dive employee off Old Dan. I grabbed…

Cyrus, a 25 year old cook, had just punched out and decides to sit at the bar for a pint. As he sat enjoying his craft brew he contemplated about what he should do with his evening, although it turned out better than any plan he would have made. His wife was at home with a friend watching a chick flick so he had little desire to leave anytime soon. The longer he sat there the more of his colleagues punched out and joined him. Soon one pint turned into two, then three, them he stopped counting. Several times Cyrus had to use the washroom at the bar. He would…

“I bet your Dad has some vodka downstairs in the liquor cabinet. Or at least a few beers in the fridge down there,” Kailey said. Jessie shook her head and flipped the page of the magazine she was staring at, but not really reading. “I don’t wanna go through my Dad’s stuff, that’s weird.” They were staying at Jessie’s for Fall break, and all the partying at college had made home seem downright boring. Not being 21 quite yet, and without their older friends to get booze for them, it was a fun challenge to see how they could get a buzz going without getting in trouble. Kailey turned the…

The car windows still dripped dewy with condensation as the street lamp’s glow flickered. Sarah stared at her phone, breath still ragged. ‘Call ended: 2:47 a.m.’ Her cheeks burned. Skirt and panties were still tangled around her ankles. Her thoughts swirled in a frenzy. She still knew nothing about him. Yet, he had such a hold on her–he’d coaxed her into a lurid public display. Twice. And this time, without his physical presence. Just a phone call. A metallic clang jarred her to the present. She scrambled to right her clothing as her eyes skirted across the street, scanning the building for any signs of life. Nothing. The rest of…

When we had our night with Samantha after her Christmas party, I figured that was about as far as this adventure would go. After all, the night was completely unexpected for me and the two-thirds that my wife didn’t plan out was completely unexpected for her. She confessed that plan later that night, after we had stumbled home in the cold half-drunk and half-blissed out, said goodnight to our kid (who’d been up playing video games), and fallen into bed exhausted. But it was the kind of exhausted where you can’t get to sleep right away, so we conversed in hushed tones about the evening and when I asked where…

During my studies there came a time when I had to purchase a computer. The choice of parameters during the construction process was such that the computer would be able to work with text editing and other office work, or be able to fire up some kind of game so that I could relax. It was obvious, but not written down, that it would also be possible to watch porn on this computer. Having this machine changed a lot in my life so far, because I was no longer confined only to the TV set in the living room, where very often, however, my mother resided, and I took the…

Kate sighed and sat back in her chair, idly turning it side to side as she stared out the window. The rain streaking down the glass and the reflection of the lights below distorted her view of the evening city. Still, her eyes appreciated the change from the computer screen. She glanced back at the monitor to check the time and shook her head in annoyance at the late hour, turning back to the large office windows. Like always, she was one of the last few employees staying after hours. Thanks to a new shift in management, her branch was understaffed and quite frankly, Kate’s boss had no idea how…

Il y a quelques années, j’avais l’habitude de passer nombre de mes week-ends chez une amie en banlieue parisienne. Nous nous y retrouvions à plusieurs pour passer de longues soirées de jeux de rôles. Laetitia, notre hôtesse, habitait seule dans un appartement en haut d’une tour. Cet appartement n’était pas très grand : une salle faisait office de salon et cuisine, un rideau la séparant de la chambre. La salle de bain, dernière pièce complétant cet ensemble était une alcôve partant de la chambre. Laetitia, célibataire, était une grande brune aux yeux marron, avec des formes très (voire un peu trop) généreuses. A l’inverse Cécile était une petite blonde aux…