I hear Molly and Adam knocking on apartment doors down the hall, working their way towards mine. What is it they want to "borrow" on this fine December Saturday? I wonder. A few days ago, they'd run out of garlic powder. On Thanksgiving, sage and nutmeg. The week before that, a cup of sugar. Don’t get me wrong; I like being neighborly and helping them out, but it is a pattern. Finally they knock on my door, wearing big, s...

===================== Christmas Eve, 4:30 am Within a minute of starting my drive to the airport, I realize something is wrong. And I don’t mean with my family, whom I am about to visit for Christmas. Not that there isn't plenty wrong there. But the more immediate problem is that my car has a flat tire. I pull off somewhere safe to change the tire. In the dark. I keep a headlamp in the car, but as my luck would have it, t...

Ten years after I graduated college, my school hosted a reunion. Only about fifty people showed up, but that was okay. Unlike a lot of people, I had enjoyed college more than high school and made more friends there, so it was a great time no matter who was there. I spent a fair amount of the evening talking to Tom and Maggie. Although we were all in the same class, they hadn’t dated until after college. They were a great...

It was my first time visiting a nude beach. Yeah, I know, I know ... this shouldn't be the start of a sex story. Nudity is natural, and not necessarily sexual. I shouldn't be getting horny seeing all those naked bodies. But tell that to my lizard brain. Deep down, I was getting excited, even with the near-total lack of women in the crowd. Also, tell that to the other guys there. As I walked through a more crowded, very al...

‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house Were strewn women’s garments: some bras and a blouse. Silk stockings weren't hung from the chimney with care, But rather strewn all over here, and some there! Assigned the night shift, I’d gotten quite surly. But a scheduling glitch had sent me home early. “Honey I’m home!” as I entered, I almost did bellow. But I paused as I spied women's panties of … yellow?! W...

They say when the cat’s away, the mice will play. I guess, in my case, that is true. My wife has left town to visit her sister, leaving me alone to my own devices. Those devices are primarily a laptop and the pole in my lap. Being the horny bastard that I am, I immediately get online and check out my favorite sexually-oriented adult sites. It feels good to jerk my joint to the hot sexy pics, and I even sext one of the oth...

It's a Wednesday in August. In Las Vegas. Actually, it isn’t Las Vegas. Strictly speaking, most of the Strip where we are walking is in ironically named Paradise, Nevada. You call this shit Paradise? It's a hundred fucking fifteen degrees. Later tonight, it will get hotter than that, though I certainly don’t know that yet. On the plus side, there are mist machines every other block to cool us down. Also on the plus side,...

I heard the sound of crumpling steel from the other side of the lot where I had just parked. Fucking A, not tonight. Walking back over to see if it was my car that had been hit, the box of chocolates still in my hand, I heard doors slamming. Followed by a couple arguing. I caught a snippet of a woman’s voice saying, “Worst fucking Valentine’s Day.” Yeah, well, my girlfriend has just broken up with me at Valentine’s Day di...

Kids tucked in bed, I hear my wife humming “I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus" as we wrap the presents. A quiet knock on the front door. Some guy in a Santa suit? She grins a thousand watts. “Merry Christmas, honey. This is Alan.” Oh. She met Alan online for a potential threesome. She starts kissing him. Fun to watch, but it goes on for a while. I clear my throat. “Sorry, got carried away there,” he says, turning to me. I h...