Gala Stories

Two packages arrived for me today. One is a large but thin box, black with no markings. The other is smaller, about the size of a paperback. I lift the larger one to the table; despite its size it weighs almost nothing. Removing the lid, I carefully open the cocoon of black tissue paper it contains, to find a dress, the couture obvious. The black fabric seems to flow. I can tell instantly how sensual it will feel on my bo...

A light knocking on the front door interrupted the girls as they sat on the couch watching a reality show. Hadley placed her tea mug on the coffee table and dashed to answer it, figuring it was Marcus. Usually he sent a text after leaving the complex letting her know he was on his way only this time he didn’t. The door swung open swiftly, blowing her hair off of her shoulders. Marcus stood on the other side and looked jus...