So Lisa, did last night go as you expected? I don’t mean exactly as you planned it, but did it end more or less as you had imagined it would. Doubtless, you would like me to think it all happened by chance, but I know you had it planned from the start. Asking me over, while Rob was out of town, to cast an eye over your CV. You could have e-mailed me a copy, and we could have talked it over on the phone. Besides, you know...

After my wild night out I got home and took a very long nap. I got up and hopped into the shower. It was a crazy couple of days. I got dumped by my boyfriend Jim because I wouldn't marry him. Then I went out and fucked three different men in less than twenty-four hours and loved every minute of it. All of them pretty much strangers, old enough to be my father and married. Before I went to sleep I thought about my naughty...

Soft kisses wake me from my slumber, tingles instantly rushing over my skin as his soft lips make their way along my shoulders before travelling down my back at a deliciously slow pace, I can’t help but moan at the sensation. “Mmmm, good morning,” I whisper softly. I hear his soft laughter and my heart instantly melts God, I am in way too deep with this man. “Morning sleeping beauty, did I wake you from a naughty dream pe...

Charlie was holding Mr. Magic, and a bulge was appearing in his jeans—a bulge I so wanted to see. "Charlie, why are you holding that?" I asked. "The same reason you hold it..." he replied. I could feel my black lace panties, that I had worn for this very moment, dripping with my wetness. I was dripping for the man in front of me—the very man that was hard for me. I didn't know what to do. I mean, I did know what I wanted...

I know how he looks at me. How he stares at me and how I just see his eyes, those beautiful electric blue eyes, undressing me with no shame. When he realises I've been staring at his eyes and open mouth he quickly closes his mouth and walks away, his face flushed with shame. His name is Charlie and he's just started college this year. Whenever I seem him around, he always stares at me and my areas and I can only politely...

The rain in recent days had invited the grass in my front yard to grow quicker than usual and I found it necessary to address it before it got out of control. I was in between projects anyway and it felt good sweating in the sun as I pushed the mower back and forth. Using a push mower is my way of proving to myself at least that I’ve not grown lazy. Just as I was finishing I glanced down the street toward Janeen’s house....

Jenna closed her trunk and held the last box in her hands. She had finally gotten herself completely moved into her new apartment. Her cute, cozy little apartment may have seemed small to some people, but it was all the space she needed. She walked up the stairs to the front door of the building, struggling to get the door open because of the weight of the box. “I got it,” a deep baritone voice spoke from behind her. Befo...

Today was the day. Today, she would knock on his door. Today would be the day that she’d invite him over, and not wait for him to ask her again. She was determined. She woke up excited, having dreamed about how it would feel with him inside her. Holding her, and fucking her. She opened her eyes to look at the clock, before she rolled out of bed. It was six-thirty am; time to get up, and get the older kids ready for school...

 “Beth you have another delivery!” shouts my flatmate Kelly. I stop proofreading my latest article and get up to go to her. Rounding the corner of my bedroom door and entering our living/dining room, I spot her at the front door holding a huge bouquet of red roses, my stomach instantly sinks and I stop dead in my tracks. “Please tell me they have been sent to the wrong address,” I say hopefully, but Kelly just shakes her...

My heart races as I pass his door. Will this be the time? Will he come out and talk to me? Invite me in. I try to control my pace, don’t falter, don’t pause, but I look at his door as I pass by. I beg with my eyes for it to open, and for him to be standing on the other side. I have almost worn a path in the carpet of the hallway, racing up and down the stairs, pretending to check on the laundry every thirty minutes, even...

Felicia had just opened her laptop and was ready to start working on her project when the loud pulsing rock music began in her neighbor’s apartment. Since the new neighbor moved in over a month ago, he had been playing his music at top volume during the day, evening, and night. Previously, she was able to put her ear buds in and ignore it, but now she had had enough. It was time to tell her neighbor that he could not play...

The rain was coming down hard that morning. I lay listening to the music of the violent pelting against the bedroom window. I allowed that feeling to creep over me, that strange, beautiful sadness that always comes with a storm. Eventually, I sat up and pulled opened the blinds to attempt to greet the gloomy day. As if on cue, there he was. The guy on the top floor of the Spanish style apartment building, three houses dow...

It started out as a typical weekend, woke up Saturday morning to the bright sunshine with my wife still sleeping next to me in bed. We had our coffee and breakfast on the front porch a little while later, along with some light conversation.While we were sitting there, our neighbor Colleen walked out on her front porch wearing sweats and a t-shirt. Colleen is a single woman, about 5'10" with long sexy legs and overall a ni...