“Well, Sweetie,” Charlene said, “you’re not going on the road right now, so you can worry about all that after you talk to Mr. Karas tomorrow.”“Who’s Mr. Karas?” Elaine asked. So Tommy told her all about being buttonholed after dinner on Saturday. “Charlie’s right. You can burn that bridge when you come to it. Right now, there’s a different bridge I want to try crossing.” “Cross? Did you purposely make that pun?” Tommy as...

Tommy was stunned. He stood there, with his finger between his/her outer labia, and didn’t say anything. Charlene reached behind him, and picked up the washcloth from the edge of the tub. Turning to the vanity, she turned on the hot water faucet. She held her finger under it for a moment, until the cold water turned warm, then turned on the cold, and adjusted it to a comfortable temperature. She then soaked the washcloth,...

After they both got their breath back, Charlene said, “Elaine, I don’t need to wake up next to you. I don’t need to wait until we both come home from work exhausted, and all we want to do is sit and veg out. I don’t need to think about this any longer. I love you. We have been best friends for a long time, and you know me better than anyone else. I know you better, too. And I do; I love, love, love you. I love the way you...

Deep in my heart, I know it is too much to hope for ...... So I just take it one moment at a time, And savor those moments.I revel in them. I roll them around on my tongue and I accept them on my palete, like a fine wine. So sweet. So fleeting. So real. But so momentary. Like music; the passage played with such clarity, such passion, such emotion. Then gone. Off to be part of the cosmos Is that life?And a song plays on."I...

“That was wonderful,” said Charlene. They were lying on their backs side by side, holding hands, and basking in the afterglow. “You’re my best friend, Lainie, and I think I am falling in love with you.” “I love you, Charls. I have for years, but I don’t think you really love me, and that’s okay. We have felt this way for a long time, and I’ve gotten used to it. But I love you too much to let you fall into the trap of conf...

Charlie-Charlene Part 3 Elaine stood transfixed by the sight of her rapidly growing member. Again, her mind was racing, and she finally found her voice, “Charls, Honey, please tell me I’m not dreaming, ‘cause with this thing, I can have any woman.” “Let’s go in the kitchen and have a beer, while I tell you all about yesterday. Lainie, this is a TRIP!” “Beer? It’s only ten o’clock in the morning! Isn’t that a little early,...

Charlie-Charlene Part 2 “That better be Elaine, or else the UPS man is in for a Helluva surprise,” she said to herself, as she crossed to the door. She stood on tiptoe, and put her eye to the little spyglass in the door. Standing on the other side of the door, clutching a duffel, and tapping her foot, Elaine was just about to press the doorbell again, when the door suddenly was opened just enough for an arm to snake out,...

She was so sick and tired of being “just one of the guys”. Charlie wasn’t even quite sure how that had happened. Somewhere between her sophomore year and graduation from Georgia Tech, she had fallen into an easy camaderie with her fellow engineering students. That, in itself wasn’t bad; it conveniently kept flirtation to a minimum when she really was more interested in getting guys into the concrete canoe than her persona...

That first meeting was so comfortable. And did I mention you are cute? OMFG! You are so cute. I just wanted to lay your ass across the table and jump your bones. I wanted to feel you filling me, and making my pussy convulse around you. But I could see you were stricken – I had you totally in my control. Just for fun, I decided to fuck with your head. “Look, “ I said, “I know we agreed, no touching on the first meeting. Bu...

so much depends upona red lace brassierreon a bare torsoabove the white skirting.

My thighs feel all sticky, as if I have been swimming in salt water, and it has dried on them. I start to scratch, and realize my hands are bound to the chair arms. Suddenly fully awake, I remember where I am. Your last question comes back to me, all in a rush. “Do you trust me?” I had replied, a little too quickly, “Completely.” Though that wasn’t strictly true. I had some misgivings at totally relinquishing control. But...

And so, another day draws to a close. Standing side by side, we brush our teeth. I watch your breasts jiggle as you bend over to rinse your mouth. I almost touch them, but know I am too tired to follow through. So I keep my hands to myself. I wait in the hallway, behind a closed door, while you pee. You come out, and go into the bedroom to put on a tee shirt. Then it is my turn. As usual, I forget, and leave the door open...

Snowy leaves decayedAnd long the soul unmended.Then, tentative steps. Crocus flowers passedYet still our hearts lamented.Now minds touch; laughter.Blooms and leafy lustsWe recognized as fickle.But this? So scarey.

 With the radio tuned to the local country station, I log onto Lush to begin a little work. “Beedle-DEEP!” The message beeps go off and a little window says, “Hi” For the next three hours I don’t get much work done but we have another wonderful conversation. We talk about everything and anything; we share our hopes, our fears, our happinesses, and our disappointments. We talk about making love, and we talk about fucking.W...

I stood up, and reached down, to pull up the undergarment and bathing suit bottom. As I did, I looked over at Betty, climbing the ladder out of the shallow end. Her bathing suit gapped forward slightly, and I could see faint stretch marks at the top of her breasts. She looked at me, and caught me trying to peek down her bathing suit. “Having a liitle look, are we?” she asked, smiling up at me. “Guilty as charged, Your Hon...