I woke early after a restless night and I ran. Sunday runs are usually 5k, more if I need to process something, like a problem at work or the smoking ruin of my marriage. I ran close to 10k that day. As my feet pounded the pavement mindlessly, I mentally played conversations I would have with Matthew. My imagined version of Matthew agreed with every one of my explanations. In the end it was just mental masturbation. I ret...

“You daft cunt!” Mary is British and she curses like one. She’s also persistent. I invited her over when Matthew left. I didn’t know when, or if, he’d come back and I needed a friend. I didn’t mean to confess, but she caught on right away that something wasn’t kosher and she wouldn’t let it go. Regular Nancy Drew. “What were you thinking?” “I guess I wasn’t,” I said. “ Ballux , Laura. You’re always thinking,” she said. Or...

Author's note: This is a followup to Butterfly Effects. I didn't like how the second chapter of that story played out, so I hid it and rewrote it from scratch. Laura has reasons for doing what she did and I wanted to do Laura's story right. Now it seems it will take a novella to get it right. I hope you like it. “Look, last night did not go like I planned,” I said to Matthew, who sat across the breakfast table from me. Th...

I pasted on my most affable, self-deprecating face while Ellen socialized with the six frat boys she’d homed in on. Actually, they were first year associates at a big LA law firm, they claimed. They had enough arrogance and youthful bravado for it. They were cookie cutter douche bags as far as I was concerned and for all practical purposes they were frat boys, half-a-dozen clean cut boys in chinos and Cole Haans with styl...

Monday morning Ariel spotted Jasmine, Bell, and Cindy standing on the lawn in front of school and veered toward them. Cindy whistled low and long when she saw Ariel approaching. Scanning her friend up and down, she said, “Wow, Ariel. Who are you trying to get an A from?” The redhead blushed fetchingly but she looked down at her outfit then dismissively asked, “What, this old thing?” ‘This old thing’ was an ensemble of her...

Wendy: 4:40 PM“Okay, Okay, hold your damned horses,” Wendy yelled at the door. After ringing constantly for half a minute the door buzzer finally relented. Fresh out of the shower and dripping water all over her apartment, Wendy checked the time as she ran for the door. Andy was twenty minutes early. Wendy jabbed the intercom button, “That better not be you, Andy.” Jerking her finger off the button, she added, “because I’...

The saying goes: a butterfly flapping its wings in China can cause a tornado in Kansas. That’s bullshit. Well, it's inaccurate at the least. But, in the affairs of men and women, tiny ripples often do magnify into huge waves. At least that’s been my view. Looking back on my life with Laura I used to see how little moments cascaded into life changing events. About two years ago, after first meeting Laura, I rejected her de...

Alex cleaned up in the shower and slid into bed next to Kevin, snuggling up against his warmth. She murmured her pleasure. Kevin was having none of it, he demanded a story. Alex retrieved her laptop and opened a folder called freshman_pics, and started a slide show.“Ok. Here, now you can drive,” she said, handing the laptop to Kevin. “These are from my Freshman year, obviously.”“Wow, is that Wendy! She’s so young,” Kevin...

 “I planned to pop the question at dinner tonight,” Kevin told Alex as they got in the back of the limo. Alex extended her hand so she could examine her sparkling engagement ring and smiled. Kevin sighed at the sight of his bride to be. In addition to the ring, she wore a dress he’d selected specifically for the evening. A red form fitting sleeveless dress with a bandage effect which created lines to accent curves and dra...

“Well, was I right about Halloween being fun?” Alex asked Kevin.“Yeah, I’m... I’m kind of blown away. I’ll never look at Cynthia the same way again.”Alex looked askance at Kevin. “No questions about my behavior?”“Well, how do you feel about it?”“I was worried, but my disguise worked, so I reveled in it. Looking back? No regrets,” she said, then gazed searchingly in Kevin’s eyes. “How about you?”“Me?”“My story, does it cha...

Kevin lay semi-spooned over Alex as she finished her story.“Unfair!” he exclaimed with mock outrage. “You can’t just drop a bomb like Clayton plowing your mom, and then stop. Keep going, you bitch.”“Now be nice,” Alex admonished.Kevin popped up to get water for them. He filled two glasses then carried them into the bedroom, handing Alex hers. “You recovered pretty fast from... all the ick,” he said. “Do you suppose runnin...

Alexandra and Kevin lay sprawled over each other, arms draped over legs, breathing in deeply, post coitus. The sheets were slightly moist from their shower and hasty towel off. Kevin lay facing up with his head at the foot of the bed while Alex lay face down to the right with one leg over his midsection. Kevin considered Alex’s extended leg as it lay next to his face. He found the sculpted calf, fine boned ankle and high...

After Kevin had painted her eyes shut, Alex had entered her own little dark world, getting wetter and wetter as first she sucked his cock and then as she sat passively while he took pictures of her cum covered face. Just giving him the camera had nearly brought her off. Each click of the camera increased her arousal. Pictures were proof and proof is power. Kevin now had pictures that could seriously damage her reputation....

Alexandra and Kevin made a point taking a break from their busy careers and social lives one Sunday of each month. Kevin called it Lazy Sunday. In typical fashion Kevin declared rules for this special day. He had a thing about rules Alex learned soon after they started dating. There were lots of rules in his place. Alex didn’t mind since most were sensible. Lazy Sundays had a special set of rules. Rule number one? No TV....