Ye Ole Ice Cream Shoppe had everything a nostalgia buff would die for. The menu was on a blackboard with white chalk—the heart-shaped iron chair back with the red and white seat covers. The employees were dressed like the old soda jerks, cap and all. Pam was perusing the offerings. I had to chuckle; I could almost see her mentally licking her lips and drooling. My world was locked in a double-dipped chocolate sundae with...

Zoe stood completely naked before her bathroom mirror, studying herself. It had been six months since she’d started her commitment to the Dedicated Wife Club and making certain her husband, Daniel, was stress-free. Taking the advice of two older women who were devoted to the idea of daily sex with their husbands, Zoe had undertaken the same task. Six months later, her husband received a promotion at work, and she had been...

I quietly slid out of bed, Pam rustled a little. I had no choice but to make a beeline for john. My bladder was dictating my life at this moment. With a sign of relief, I washed my hands and tried to sneak back into bed. Pam was lying on her side grinning. “Feel better?” she giggled. “God, yes. I’ll go start the coffee,” I went into the kitchen. When I returned with our coffee, Pam was sitting up with the covers covering...

I smile sleepily as I notice the table. The steaming cup of freshly brewed coffee, the warm croissants, butter, jam and the note. I pick up the note and see your handwriting, causing my smile to grow. I read the words and as each one worms its way into my sleepy brain, I feel the familiar tingle. The one that always accompanies you. The note read, “Good morning, baby... I hope you slept well, dreamt well... You'll find li...

Professor Jones had invited Sam to her house for private tutoring. As he stood at the entrance, his anticipation surged. He had hoped that the evening’s agenda might extend beyond equations, especially after all semester of admiring her. Sam had been captivated by his professor’s presence. Her brown hair cascaded elegantly, and her form-fitting shirt accentuated her curves, leaving Sam momentarily breathless. "Hello, Prof...

With the loving Cynthia and I have been enjoying, in and out of bed, it was hard as hell to go to work on the last day of the year. But, to ease the pain, I know Cynthia is going to her OB today and I will look busy for eight hours. I was getting worried. Cynthia said she would call me from the doctor’s office. It was after one and still no call. Nancy came in with the coffee pot. The lady has radar, I’m sure of it. “Are...

The seventeen-year-old girls burst through the big wooden doors into the main vestibule. Their intense laughter echoed loudly but the frivolity was suddenly lost to the cold atmosphere that seemed to suck the life out of them. Their boisterous behaviour was reduced to shrinking shyness and guarded whispers. A single middle-aged woman sitting near the back turned around at the commotion and shook her head before turning ba...

I kept myself busy throughout the week. The Christmas party is this Saturday. Every night when I get home, Cynthia has a new little decoration for our first Christmas. It took me two days to get over her last surprise. I walked into the apartment, wondering how I was going to look busy for the next few days. Cynthia met me at the door with her smile, a kiss, and a hug. She was in her sweats and looked comfortable. I asked...