Snowball Stories

I was in an unfamiliar area in the Inland Empire region east of Los Angeles. Most people have heard of the towns: Ontario, Riverside, San Bernadino, Corona, etc. But here I was driving my rental car from the Ontario airport to my hotel. Thank heavens for GPS to get me to my location. I checked in to the hotel just before 4:00 pm and checked my work email on my laptop. I had a few messages from co-workers and customers, bu...

“I have a present for you.” There is sly mischief in my wife’s sultry voice. I hear the seductive click of her heels crossing the tile. “Kiss me,” she whispers. I feel warm salty breath as our lips connect. I inhale the moist, heady scent as she beguiles her way into my mouth. Our tongues dance, twisting and turning playfully as I immerse myself in her gift, savouring the adulterous offering. With a moan, I welcome its sl...

The following day, Thursday, was a typical day at work. Milan and I texted several times and made plans for Friday night. She explained that she would be busy Saturday night with her family as it was her mother’s birthday, and on Sunday she would be at the Temple most of the day again. Friday morning, we talked on the phone as we both drove to work. We made plans for dinner downtown but did not select a restaurant. Milan...