The air between us felt electric, charged with an urgency neither of us could deny. As our eyes locked, the rest of the world seemed to dissolve, leaving only the sound of our breaths, heavy and uneven. Without hesitation, I closed the space between us, our lips meeting in a crash of heat and hunger. Her hands found their way to my hair, tugging gently, while my fingers traced the curve of her back, pulling her closer unt...

Todd and Kelly were two typical college freshmen. Both were from small towns, a bit shy, and virgins. They had gone on dates in high school, but never had a real boyfriend or girlfriend. Todd had only gone to second base with one girl. They met during “Move-In Day” on their dorm floor, they lived right across the hall from each other. Todd was instantly smitten with her. Kelly, while she thought he was handsome, always qu...

Things were slowing down at work since the weather was getting colder. The project I have been reviewing is scheduled to begin in February—fat chance of that. At home, the days flew by. Cynthia was getting things ready at the apartment for the little party after the wedding. I told her to order from a catering service. I got that look. Cynthia was making a list of items at the store when her phone went off. She almost jum...

Early the next morning, when I woke up, Cynthia wasn’t in bed. I listened for her in the bathroom, but nothing. Then I heard her getting cups from the cupboard. Something is on her mind or she would still be in bed with me. When Cynthia came in with the coffee, she had a concerned expression. She was still in her tee shirt and I could see the wheels turning behind her beautiful eyes. She handed a cup of coffee to me and t...

The following morning when I woke up, I looked at Cynthia. She was still sound asleep but had the most peaceful smile on her face. I had a strange feeling that last night may have been the night Cynthia had been hoping for. I opened the bedroom door as quietly as possible and snuck into the kitchen. I hit the brew button on the coffee maker and stood there looking at it. Like I thought it would talk to me. I had never tho...

This year was going to be different, I promised myself. This was going to be the third Christmas for me as a “single” man. I had made my list of all the family members who I had to buy presents for over the period between Thanksgiving and Christmas. Each weekend I’d venture to the large outdoor mall in downtown Oak Valley for a few hours and purchase a few gifts. I had also decided that instead of waiting until December 2...

I want your kisses. I want them on my face and just below my ear. I want to feel that rasp of stubble as you kiss where my neck meets my shoulder. I want your affectionate, playful kisses nipping at the corners of my mouth. I want your gentle ones on my lips. I want to trace your lips with the tip of my tongue, and you to return the pleasure with more pressure. Yes! I want your fervour, the puff of your breath punctuating...

That offer of sounds. Those words of pleasure. Those things not yet given, you taunted me with yesterday. I woke today in an agony of want with my body on fire, my mind alive, and thoughts of your words caressing my skin. Tomorrow, you said, the time will come, an eternity of minutes stitched tight with desire. No choice have I but to wait, and wish if only today were tomorrow.

Excited, eager, and drippingly horny seems to be my normal state; at least, it is now. I live in a constant state of lusty arousal, and my husband finds some magical way to make me fall helplessly and hopelessly in love with him every day. Yesterday was no exception. Despite me being a very torridly slutty, bad girl the previous night, he still slew me with the deadliest combinations of affection. Thoughtfulness to the po...