I met him in a bar, of all places. I had always claimed to be such a good girl, but I lost myself on that dance floor, enthralled by the lazy summer beats and the slumberous passion in his eyes. Four or five shots of jack will loosen the most reluctant of hips, and I was already feeling a growing need by the time he pulled my waist close against his and I no longer remembered to count. I don’t know how long we stayed entw...
The breeze from the lake felt wonderful on her face. The sun was just at the point where one could begin to see the coming sunset. With the clouds in the western sky, it promised to be as amazing a display of color she had seen in a while. She wished he was here to share it with her, but he wasn't going to be here until after eight o'clock. He had sent her a text message with no detail other than traffic was at a stop on...
Rain. It fell hard. It was unrelenting. It was ruining everybody’s plans. Cal stared out through the living room window, gently brushing the thick curtains off to one side. They had planned to revisit the lake that day. He had hoped to rent a boat and take Silvia for a private tour. There were small beaches to see, people on jet skis to watch, and the sun to keep them warm and dry, not to mention providing a nice suntan b...
I got to enjoy my next fantasy almost by accident and it wasn't quite how I had envisioned it happening, but circumstances made it so unique that it exceeded my expectations, I think. Kurt and I had taken a weekend trip to the city, arriving Friday night, seeing a show then going to dinner. A date weekend. On Saturday, we did some sightseeing and shopping, with lunch at a quaint intimate little cafe. After lunch, we went...
So you have to take shelter from the rain...in my tent? I know we're friends but....oh okay.....yes, you can climb in my sleeping bag.....and oh....oh yes you can touch me there....and there....oh god yes....
She lay in the dark, eyes closed, the street lights casting an amber glow across her through the blinds. She could hear his breathing slow as he rolled towards her to run his hand across her cheek. She held her breath and listened to the rain pounding on the window and tin roof. He let his hand slide slowly and firmly down her chest, caressing her as he gently touched his lips to hers. She could feel his heart beat faster...
the yard is dark and streets blurry with rain. whispers sing softly as my clothing slips to wet grass. raindrops fall like little kisses on bare skin and an aroused heart. rivulets of warmth lick my skin. your voice speaks hot sex and i am on fire. fingers slide across wetness that has nothing to do with weather. my core spasms with expectation as I tease lips and sensitive bud. moaning joins distant thunder fill...
I awoke to the soft patter of raindrops against the cabin roof. Snuggling up against me was Elizabeth, her breathing peaceful and her bare breasts warm against my side. Though the bed sheet covered our bodies, it had drifted down just far enough to expose a hint of Liz’s voluminous, silky smooth cleavage. The silver light of the morning diffused through our curtains and cast a soft glow across the bed. She looked radiant,...
“You want to do What?” you ask me with real shock, but a hint of intrigue as I take your hand, and lead you out the door into the pouring rain. You giggle. The rain, although a warm one, still leaves a bit of a chill, especially with the light wind that’s blowing. I only smile, and continue to lead you to the center of the big lawn, its lavish carpet of recently-cut grass feeling wonderful underneath our bare feet. Glanci...
Timothy Reynolds was one of the invisible masses. You know the type - he worked a dead end job deep in the basement mailroom of a major corporation that didn't even know he existed. The mailroom didn't have any windows, the only air came in from the building's central air conditioning and it smelled stale and old when it got there. The harsh fluorescent lighting in the mailroom didn't help his outlook much either. Is it a...
It was pouring outside. No one in his right mind would want to be out in weather like that, but Claudia was trying to collect surveys. There was a contest to see who could get the most done in a week. Every door she knocked on was slammed in her face. No one was in the mood to help her out. It wasn’t even a long survey, but people were just too mean. That’s when she knocked on Kurt’s door. She had decided that if this one...
Two hours prior to “Now”... "Yosemite Sam," Lena said. "Hmmm...'M' right? Uh, Mickey Mouse," Marko answered, leaning forward close to the wheel trying to see through the rain soaked windshield. Sheets of water that the wiper blades had just swiped off returned instantly. "Eeeee...oh, Eeyore!" she snapped. "Wasn't he from a book?" "Then they turned it into a cartoon for Disney," she replied, "It counts." "Whatever," he mut...
“Now...” The rain came down steadily; heavy sheets of it falling for the last few hours. It had turned the winding cottage roads into obstacle courses with pools of water and large branches and debris strewn across the gravel and asphalt. Wise travelers would have avoided trying to push through such a torrent. Yet there would always be a few who had "no choice" but to go through. Some make it just fine. Some have to fac...
“Oh my God, Jim, I’m so fucking wet! Give it to me now!” “No way, Annie, you should have brought your own umbrella.” “But it’s chucking it down! Look at me – I’m soaked already.” “Didn’t you read the weather forecast? They said there were going to be short, thundery rainstorms today. Like this one.” “But it’s baking hot,” I moaned. “It’s the middle of bloody August. How is it raining?” “That’s just when you do get short,...
Late night. Lights glisten on the surface of the road where it rained not long before. I’m about to put my foot down on leaving the village when I catch sight of her. I bring the car to a halt, watching in the mirror as the rear lights redden the black nylon on her legs. Her skirt is short, jacket only waist-length. High heels. Something’s odd about this. You don’t really see hitch-hikers anymore, certainly not ones that...
