As I shut the front door, Celia poked her head out of her sitting room at the back of the hall and said, “Care for a drink?” “That would be lovely, Ms. Zhang. Let me wash up.” I took off my hat, shoes, and overcoat and went to wash my face and hands. It had not been a tiresome day, but I felt better joining her in her private space after cleaning off the daily grime. She gave me a healthy discount on the rent of her ext...

The next week I emitted about fifty letters with CVs and paper abstracts to a wide range of researchers in a very narrow slice of research. I met Lucy and Phil for lunch on Saturday, and Lucy asked, “So you’re off to the fair tomorrow?” “Yes.” “It’s a pure-bred cattle call. As I’ve told you before, I think…yes…You’re basically to show off the wares for the guys and gals like Hollywood starlets. Basically you have to prost...

“The bush leaguer’s here, I see.” Phil smirked until I retorted, “Yep, hilt-deep in more bush than Michael Jordan.” “Liar as well as a piker.” “The word is spiker, as in what I do to your…oh, never mind. You’re too young.” Phil had taken an instant dislike to me our first day in the lab, and I soon returned it with interest. He was cocky, smart, and attractive, but knowing him long left you feeling that there was somethin...

The rain had finished pattering against the window and turned to rustlings and tappings of sleet as I finished answering Lilian’s latest question about the document. A fire was burning in her fireplace against the winter that had finally hit, and despite a chill the room felt stuffy and overheated. I wiped my brow and shook my head against sudden fuzziness, and then looked up to see her steel-gray eyes watching me. She fr...

I looked up as she slipped off her jacket and sat down several tables away, and while she was looking away I quickly scanned her face and figure unobtrusively before returning to my book. She was dressed to the nines in a conservative business suit, her jet-black hair curling under at her shoulder around an elongated face of the sort widely sought in Asian cosmetic ads. She had only briefly glanced at me as she looked aro...

The bell clanged again when the door swung back shut. “We’re about to close,” she said. “I’m here about the job? The one…” She smiled briefly as she looked me up and down, then stared into my eyes. “And how much experience do you have with herbalism?” “I worked in an herbal shop for a year in high school.” She nodded slightly and waited for a moment, her unblinking brown eyes watching me. “And some botany classes.” She no...

Thursday had become my usual day off during the week. Saturday was my other day off, and these had also become my usual days for an early dinner or late lunch with the girls, as they insisted I call them. That Thursday, Lindsey and Belinda were supremely irritated with each other, sniping at each other four times in three minutes once they arrived at my table, and shortly after Lindsey went to use the facilities, Belinda...

Really, yoga will help with that,” I heard Belinda say. She said it a lot. Whenever anyone complained of a headache or shortness of breath or stiff back, she touted yoga as a cure. Fred was a repeat offender, and as her testimonial continued, he clearly regretted sitting down and complaining of a stiff muscle—and given the tone in his voice when he started, I had little doubt which muscle had stiffened so uncomfortably. I...

Strolling in as smooth as sin, I looked around the room before heading to the bar. The room was full enough that no one noticed me noticing them, though few seemed worth noticing. I ordered a scotch and dizzy with success handed over a larger bill than I’d ever been used to giving barkeeps. “Take it from that, and I might be back.” He smiled and poured from the better shelf. I moseyed over to a table in a far corner of th...

In anticipation and apprehension I watched him come to my table, his erection as obvious as mine felt, and I looked him over, tall, rather fat, and very dark. He had been on the first page of matches for bi-curious men, and we had hit it off on IM. I had been looking for a man willing to let me practice cock sucking, and he had promised his ass in return for mine. We had spent a week agonizing over whether our boundaries...

Bridgett boarded. It had been a long two weeks and she was eager to finish this training and return home. Fortunately, it would be a short hop, just an hour or so. She grinned as she caught sight of Eunjeong, who grinned wildly back for a split second, and remembered sadly it would be a short hop, only an hour or so, though, thank the divine spirits, Eunjeong had a layover at the end of the flight and much of the evening...

Over the next year, Bridgett had a dozen or so nocturnal seat affairs with men and four with women, three of the former and all of the latter ending in the toilet, all thrilling and physically satisfying but interesting the rest of her mind less and less. Before boarding, she swore to herself she would sleep a few hours and wake up fresh and dainty the next morning; as she neared her seat, the anticipation of being seated...

Bridgett felt the warmth of his thigh against hers, and her blood pounded and heated in response. The bus hit a bump and he slid more heavily against her. His light snores and whiskey-soaked breath irritated her, but the nearness of his body tantalized her. The tingling in her loins was painful by then; the trip had been a long flush of lust punctuated by less than stellar athleticism on anyone’s part. With no chance to r...

My throat burned from my mouth to my voice box. I lay there exhausted in the second week of my infection, sleeping as much as the discomfort allowed while keeping up with my classes and work. The doctor had tried three different tests and treatments so far and none had panned out. My fiancée had cooked the two of us dinner and somehow kept from laughing as I croaked back in Korean to her as we chatted; I had then washed u...

I thrust harder, the tight slickness gripping and squeezing me. I could see her green eyes and soft blonde hair as I plunged back and forth, the squishing around my cock filling my ears. With a final lunge, my loins pulsed, waves of relief washing through me, and thick jets of sticky whiteness shot into the handkerchief in my other hand. As I drained my lust and the pleasure passed, the image of Evelyn faded away in the s...