The first time was an accident really. I must have left my bedroom ajar, and I guess she heard me dealing with my morning wood. The timing was terrible – or perhaps it was perfect. Her bare feet hardly made a sound as she padded along the carpet, but anyway, I was lost in the moment, oblivious to everything except the great dam of pleasure about to burst open. Those feverish final strokes, every part of me coiled and tens...

I travel quite a bit for work and for leisure. The neighbors right behind me have taken care of things at my house for years. There’s nothing all that exciting to worry about when I’m gone- feed the cats, get the mail, water the plants, roll the garbage cans to the end of the driveway, etc. Lindy has been the one to take care of things by herself the past several times. Lindy is a 23-year-old grad student who still lives...

This happened one day when I used to read house meters for a living. Some meters are inside houses; others are on the outside. On this occasion this meter was on the back of this bungalow. I rang the doorbell, but there was no answer, so I made my way to the side of the house, through a gate to the rear. As I passed a window, something caught my eye. I stopped being curious, and I couldn’t believe my eyes. There was a big...

It’s not every day that a guy is stripped, humiliated and ogled by a group of women. That happened to me. Embarrassing -- and how it came about was my own fault. Some would say it was bad luck. But not so fast; hear my story. I was in the men’s locker room of our university athletic center. I was taking a shower but when I turned the water off, I could still hear the sound of running water. Now, the women’s locker room is...

She worked from home most of the time and preferred to do so in the evening and late into the night. The air was cooler, more pleasant, and the city's noise quieted down. On her small balcony, she’d take frequent breaks, a cigarette in one hand, sometimes a Cuba Libre in the other, its sharp tang a quiet indulgence as she sipped and gazed out. The view stretched across a dense cluster of concrete buildings, their windows...

“Well, that’s everything.” Manuel looked around at the piles of crates and furniture spread around the apartment. He would likely injure his back just opening all those boxes. “Will you stay for dinner? I’d offer you a room, but, well, no bed yet!” “It’s fine, Dad. We need to be going. We both have work tomorrow,” his daughter, Irene, said. “Yes, of course. Well, thank you to you both. I couldn’t have managed this on my o...

The Geometry Of Shame 1. The Rock (Absolutely, Totally, Helplessly Naked) The rock jutted out above the azure mirror of the water, as if a cliff had run a couple of meters from the shore just to bask in the sun itself. Lying upon it, like offerings to a sea nymph, were two girls. Lyudmila, whose scarlet swimsuit lay crumpled nearby like a poppy, and Milana, still clad in her black one, but with the look of a person whose...

The glass is cold against my forehead, unforgiving and sharp, whilst beneath my skin, feverish heat coils and burns. Outside, the autumn night lies still and shadowed. The only light spills soft gold from his window across the dark lawn. My room is a cave of darkness, a guilty secret I wear like skin. He doesn’t know I'm here, watching him. That furious, wicked thrill tightens beneath my ribs, a yearning both wrong and im...

This story took place at the old Cinema West theater on the west side of Houston in about 1985. I was 24 at the time. Having recently moved to the big city, I was fascinated by the abundance of sexually oriented businesses. Strip clubs, adult book stores, massage parlors, and porn theaters. I entered the Cinema West theater and wandered around the bookstore portion for a bit before entering the theater. Walking in from th...