The seat belt sign came on, announcing that they would be landing soon. Lynn looked at the blanket of white out the window and instantly regretted her choice of attire. She was flying into Denver in December dressed in a sheer blouse and miniskirt. Her high heels wouldn't do her any good in the snow either. "Fuck," Lynn thought to herself, trying to decide if looking hot was worth it. Lynn loved the attention she got when...

"Oh, one of your memorable eye-watering farts, Biscuit. A lovely Christmas present," Marcus said, looking at his dog. Although it was Christmas Day, Biscuit wasn't cutting his master slack. He wanted his walk, and he wanted it immediately, especially as it was light now. Marcus took Biscuit up to the park. Everyone still needed a walk, whatever day of the week it was, and Marcus at least felt he'd ticked the human contact...

It was my senior year at St. Matthew’s Catholic High School, which had transitioned to a coeducational format the previous year. As luck would have it, I found myself in Sister Catherine’s fourth-year German class. Every boy, along with a few girls, desired to be in that class because she was undeniably attractive. Her sensuous curves were evident even beneath the habit she wore. I swear, every boy, myself included, walke...

Our last working day We woke from a deep and satisfied sleep, realising that we had another day of work ahead at the Library, and then my assignment would be finished. I was scheduled to fly back to London overnight the following evening. We cuddled and stroked each other fondly, as we discussed “what happens next?” Of course, we had to return to the Bibliotheque to complete our work, but we thought it best if we arrived...

Lost in her thoughts, Lynn stares out the kitchen window, wondering about what it would be like. Would it be long and hard or short and fat? Better yet, she licked her lips, "What would it taste like?" She'd been fantasizing about him shortly after he arrived to stay with them. Giuseppe or Joe, as he would tell people to call him. For Lynn, it was Pepe. A sweet, flirty little nickname that she'd call him when no one else...

I'm Dianne, a college professor in England who was on loan to a big university in the USA for a semester. I was teaching English history to juniors and seniors with a History major, and I had some great students. One was Nick, a six-foot-tall, smart kid who came to my office one Thursday after class with questions about an assignment, and we got to talking about life in the US, about jobs, and about his college life. He b...

Saturday morning. Simon woke alongside Anna the next morning, and lay there a little while studying the beauty of the young woman sleeping beside him. There was a look of serene satisfaction on her face, and he smiled as he recalled their first encounter last night. Suddenly, her eyes flashed open and her demeanour changed instantly when she saw him. Where there had been a calm, peaceful quietness about her face, there wa...

Lori was twenty-four years old. She was a petite redhead head with blue eyes. She owned a small bakery in a small southern town. Since her husband John (high school boyfriend) was killed in Afghanistan, while serving in the Marines, she has been living alone for three years. Mac lived on a farm with his two little sisters. Mac and his sisters inherited the farm ten years ago when their mother passed away. Mac was thirty,...

My seventeen-year-old niece, Sara, called me and asked to see me before she left for college next month. We were close, so it wasn't out of the ordinary. She made small talk as we sat on the couch. It was odd as if she was beating around the bush until she got around to what she wanted to ask. Sara stood to leave and asked if I'd miss her while she was away. "Of course I will. Is that what you really wanted to ask me?" "I...

Breakfast on Saturday was a nightmare. Acerbic Jessica, when I first met her, had been bad enough. Icy Jessica was worse. She glared haughtily at me if I addressed her, looking at me like shit on her shoe. My daughter looked confused, glancing between us. Jessica's scornful, icy demeanour continued until the girls departed for the beach, as they had done most days. Though it was Jade and her daughter Emma's last day, flyi...