She makes the rules “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” Brooke asked. “Yep. I said I do, and you said you wanted to do it, too,” Clay said. “Well, just making sure!” “So, where and how do you want to do it?” “I make the decisions around here, buddy! Meet back here in twenty minutes.” “Yes, Mistress,” he joked. “You don’t know what you’re playing with, mister,” Brooke retorted, giving him a withering look. Rat...

Bad girl “So? Punish me already!” Elena said. She’d again left trash in the car after Vince had washed it. “You are walking into a danger zone,” Vince told her, a stern look on his face. He said this, ignoring the fact that they had two couples over for dinner at the time. Her insolence got to Vince on a regular basis. He and Elena had a routine they liked to do when she “misbehaved.” This time she’d toyed with him by tau...

“F” is for… The written exam grades had been posted on the class Intranet. Candy had received an “F” along with a note scrawled across the top of her paper that read “Please see me after class.” She felt defiant. Candy hadn’t wanted to take physics, it wasn’t a subject she was remotely interested in. The only reason she’d taken it was because it filled a requirement. There was nothing else that fit her schedule. She sat f...

Cougar at the watering-hole Scoping the scene, Quinn scanned the lounge as she entered. She spotted an empty table for two, and headed toward it. Many eyes followed her. She conveyed a sense that she was a woman of power and import. Quinn certainly looked the part. Her attire was a black slit skirt, a low-cut white blouse, black heels, and a red belt. She found a seat at a tall table for two. A waitress came by and took h...

For art's sake "My name’s William Head, but you can call me Willie. Willie Head,” the nude man said with a grin. The women laughed at that, Mikayla included. How much more fitting a name could a male nude model have? Not only that, Willie was completely shaven down below. Almost none of the guests had ever seen a man with shaved groin and balls. It was her bachelorette party – or "hen party”. The feature, besides the booz...

In the shadows She stands in shadowed anonymity near a repair garage and looks me up and down. Our voices are low so no one will hear the details of our conversation. “Sure, baby. I’m available. You’re not a cop, are you?” the woman says. The woman’s clothes don’t give her away as a hooker. Her outfit is simple yet sexy–-red shorts with “New York City” in white across a very nice butt, and a too-tight black t-shirt. The s...

The proposition It was nighttime, after dinner. She had gone to the hotel bar before going upstairs to relax. A guy at the end of the bar kept glancing at her. He looked to be about her age, had short, sandy-colored hair, and was nice looking. An almost empty glass of scotch sat on the bar in front of him. She wondered if she’d seen him at the conference, but didn’t think so. Then she got up and brought her wine with her,...

Clearing the head “What’ll ya have?” the bartender asked. The young redhead moved with grace, her lithe form visible beneath her thin dress. “Mai tai. Please.” Ian straddled the barstool and leaned his arms heavily on the bar. “The classic, huh?” the woman said. Ian shrugged. He wasn’t in the mood for light chit-chat. Fresh off a messy and painful divorce, he’d come to the Bahamas to clear his head. Even a cute, young red...

Proposition on the street “Hi! I'm Brandi,” the woman said. “You are the best-looking guy I’ve seen all day! And you are?” “Uh, Colton.” “Hey, Colton, could I interest you in getting intimate?” “What?” “Intimate. You know, like getting down and dirty. Sex. Fucking.” “And you want me to pay you, right?” “No! That's illegal! I’m talking just for fun!” “Are you serious? How old are you?” “I'm fifty-nine.” “I'm twenty-six. Do...

Not your typical erotic heroine Joy Louder. It was a nom de plume that was memorable, even if it didn’t roll smoothly off the tongue. But it wasn’t much different from the actual name, Judy. Not many people would guess Judy was a published author of erotica. She was a plain-looking woman, with average features and short, straight brown hair. But she had a dirty mind and a knack for knowing what readers wanted. Besides, he...

Baby, you can mow my lawn Toni heard a car pull up, and looked out the window. The young man that emerged from the car was tall, with chiseled but youthful features. He was dressed in cutoffs and a t-shirt with the sleeves ripped off. His hair was a bit shaggy. She laughed to herself. He looked like one of those studs from the seventies. All machismo and sexuality, with rippling muscles and a tanned, lanky frame. Forty ye...

The Perfect Day It had to be the most gorgeous day she'd seen in a long while. The sun shone brightly, birds sang, and there was a slight breeze. It was perfection for finding a secluded spot on a beach and singing to her heart's content. Coralia went for a swim first, a little exercise before lazing in the sun would be good. She delighted in the feel of the water on her skin as she swam. It freshened her skin. When she r...

Relieving the tension Approaching the house, I see it’s dark. Why isn’t Laurie home? She’s always home by this time. I open the door and reach for the light switch. A hand grabs my wrist, and a woman’s voice says, “Not so fast, buddy.” I almost swing at the source of the voice, but I’m glad I don’t — it’s Laurie! “What the hell, babe? I thought you were a robber.” “I might as well be. Because you’re had. Up against the wa...