When I heard the first call of "cocksucking slut" from across the quad I cringed. Quickening my pace I pretended to ignore the group of boys as they laughed uproariously, howling and jeering, adding 'ass-licker' and 'cum whore' to their shouted invectives. I felt my face redden, imagining their pointed fingers as they identified and ridiculed me to the campus. I bristled with anger at myself for giving in, because I'd kno...

Frankly the noise was a little too much for me. I'd only agreed to attend because it was Michael's son getting married and he'd asked me to be there. At my age, I'd long outgrown the naughty, rule-breaking fascination of bachelor parties. It was easy to look at the young men there, friends of the groom, see their unabashed antics and foolhardiness, and recall a younger version of myself acting as they were now. Drinking t...

Catching up, that's what I was thinking. Starting over? Making up for lost time. Why had this taken so long? What the hell had I been thinking? The self-recrimination was so frequent these last years that it was almost funny now. And behind that thought, the usual suspects. Mom tried to tell me I was too young. I grimaced in the mirror as I applied my mascara. Well, if Mom knew what I was planning tonight it would curl he...

"Well, take it out, smart guy, and find out!" The rest of us guffawed uproariously. Elaine and Todd stared silently at each other from opposite chairs, he drunk and daring, she drunk and challenging. Frank got up to freshen his drink and I held up my empty beer. "You're full of shit," Todd rumbled, sitting back on the loveseat and dangling an arm too casually over the back. Oscar and I both moaned dramatically from the co...

It was a little thing, just a touch as we passed in the kitchen. Liz had showered already and was cleaning up after breakfast, putting the kitchen in order so she could relax and start her day. I had just finished my workout and was getting water from the fridge. I was sweaty and steaming and the endorphins were boiling in me. So when her hand reached out for my waist, tenderly and casually, it felt right and proper. As I...

The woman in the short blue dress looked at me again. This time she smiled and I smiled back quickly, my ego stroked by her attention. I lifted my drink to her and she lifted hers back, almost empty. We'd been playing this game for half an hour, catching glances at each other off and on, but her welcoming smile now spurred my confidence. I made a motion toward her and she nodded. Feeling all full of myself and convinced o...

The car radio cut out and I tore my eyes from the brake lights in front of me to glance at the in-dash screen as the Bluetooth displayed the incoming call. Maryann's name appeared on the screen. I thumbed the talk button on the steering wheel. "Hey, baby," I called laconically. "Hi, honey," she called from the car speakers. "I figured you'd be home by now. Are you far?" "No, I stopped at my girlfriends house and got some...

Straining against the wrist and ankle ties and drawing a deep breath, I extended my tongue and tenderly, carefully, pressed the tip to the underside of her clit, moving as I adjusted to her motion. From somewhere near my belly I heard her exclamation as I made contact with her erect pearl, pink and firm and proud at the top of her slit. "Yes, baby," she cooed, "right there, just like that," she encouraged. She was kneelin...

I was still chuckling at Dave's latest quip when Ellen turned to kiss me. We had crossed the street after getting off the train, she and I holding hands and Dave walking next to us. She kind of stepped in front of me to do it, stopping me in my drunken tracks. Fact was we were all pretty well lit up but she had a more-mischievous-then-drunk look in her eye as her smirking lips lifted up to mine. My mouth met hers for what...

It wasn't even a week later that Miss Winslow acted up in class again. I had prepared a pop quiz and as I began to hand the papers out she was fussing at her desk, chatting with her neighbors. I shushed her and continued the quiz distribution but was distracted by her unceasing prattle. When I was two rows away I heard her mutter a sexual innuendo to one of the boys. Besides the anger at her blatant disobedience and disru...

With a sigh I closed the folder, moved it to the ‘graded’ pile, and opened the next one. I’d stayed late to catch up the grading; despite bringing them home each night I’d gotten little done, and I had several folders of work to grade before the end of the week. I’d gotten through two so far and was starting to feel rumblings of hunger. One more, then I would finish the rest tonight after eating. I was mulling over dinner...

Tammy got up from the breakfast table and went to the back door of the house. I felt my stomach sink, knowing what was coming. She opened it and stepped aside, her arm extended to the outside, palm up. She looked at me and my heart began hammering. "Get out," she said plainly. Her voice was soft and even, and I instantly measured it against the first time she had said them, the harsh way she'd spat the words. "Get out now...

"Darling, I'm just going to run to the ladies’ room." "But," Winston stammered, "but you'll miss my speech." "I've heard it, remember?" Andrea said with a smile, collecting her clutch purse and pushing back from the table. I can almost recite it myself, she thought, recalling the hours they’d spent together rehearsing, writing and making changes. Forty minutes, she thought as she recalled the memory of those evenings. It...

"You know dear," I blurted, "if you’re going to ogle my husband like he's a piece of meat, you may as well get a closer look." Debbie, our babysitter for the last two years, blushed scarlet and averted her gaze. Granted, Michael was looking just fantastic tonight, flashing his white teeth and dark eyes in a grin that lit his face with burning sexual desire. That probably had something to do with me saying what I’d said. T...

I tried to maintain my temper, gritting my teeth and keeping my voice low and calm. "Miss Winslow," I announced with displeasure, the pace of my words steady and even. "If you need the attention that badly, please move to the front of the row. There is an empty desk here," I indicated one of the three empty desks at the front of the room that the class avoided. I waited until she melodramatically collected her things, sta...