He had borrowed his girlfriend's car, just to run it up to the gas station and get it washed or some other trivial errand that he thought could get him away from her for an hour or so. Which is when he texted me, like he always did. And I was ready, like I always was. These stolen moments were so precious, after all. He wasn't expecting anything when I slid into the passenger seat of the black SUV. The A/C was running aga...

She stands at the bus stop shivering from the cold, listening to her favourite song through her headphones. Ignoring the world around her, staying in her own little bubble, her safe world, thankful that no one could ever read her mind and discover the thoughts she kept hidden.  Her mind starts to drift down that one-way road and her everyday thoughts break apart as Paul joins her at the bus stop. He is her neighbour, the...

We knew what was coming, it was all in our heads. We park in a secluded area, knowing there will be no one to interrupt us for tonight. We spring to the back of the car and immediately start making out, hard and fast. You grab my face, and I let my hands dance all over your body, feeling every part of you. I take off my hoodie, and you undo your shirt. I splay my legs along the back seat of the car. You go on top of me an...

I watched as you approached the car. Just as I asked, you were wearing a short skirt and a hoodie. I pushed myself off of the hood and met you partway. I took your arm and guided you to the car. Changing hands, I opened the door and allowed you to step in, offering my steady hand for support. Once inside, you look up at me with a subdued excitement in your eyes. You don’t know where I’m taking you, but you know I have som...

"Now don't get all riled up!" The tall red-head looked at her girlfriend of three years like she hadn't really known her. "How the hell do you explain this? I come out to the garage to get something, put up the back of the hatchback and find this! Why in the world would you not expect me to get riled up?! Just what the fuck is this anyway?" The two stood there, looking down at the pretty brunette who had been hiding in th...

We’ve been out in the bars having a few drinksThere’s been flirting all eveningCheeky looks, light touches, maybe a flash up the dressWe head up to the roomIt’s all civil, there’s others in the liftBut once we’re through that doorAnd it’s closed behind usYou grab my handSlowly spin me aroundAnd start kissing meSoft and gentleDown the ears, along the jaw, across the lipsOur hands all over each otherI push off your jacket a...

It was a bad week already and it was only going to get worse.  I used to like Halloween until my girlfriend walked out on me last year.  This year, I still had no girlfriend. No friends at all, really.  I didn’t get the promotion I deserved either.  I wasn’t feeling good about myself as I stopped off at the club before I headed home.  They were having a costume contest for members.  I wasn’t interested. Just wanted my dri...

It was June of 1993. Kelly and I were attending a cocktail party for sponsors, officials, etc. of a new regional sports car street race. I was invited because of my company’s sponsorship. Kelly was my arm candy. I was quite confused. We found the downtown address, sure enough, but the building looked like it may have housed a car dealership in the 1940s, or perhaps a small warehouse? In any case, it was not at all what I...

It was Christmas 1998 when it happened. I was home from college for winter break and went to visit my cousin on the other side of the city. We were about the same age and had spent a lot of time together growing up, but that changed when we both went away to college. We told his mom and his stepdad, Leo, that we were going out for a few beers, which was partly true. We didn’t mention that we were going to a strip club to...

Jake and I went out with friends. I was tired of feeling lonely, and it was his idea to get people to go out and celebrate the new year. At the club, all our friends were dancing and having a good time. I was coming out of the bathroom after fixing my bra and hair when I saw him. *** “Where’re our friends?” I ask. He points in the distance. “I think they’re over there.” We walk back to our friends and start dancing. A Lat...

You help me into the passenger side, holding my hand for support because you know my four inch heels are precarious. I love how you’re always the gentleman.  Handle me like I’m made of crystal glass. Outside the bedroom of course.  I settle into the seat, smoothing my skirt over my knees. I turn and watch you settle into the driver’s side. Watch your beautiful masculine hands as you grip the steering wheel with one hand....

I woke up to the sound of the doorbell ringing incessantly.  My parents had already gone to work so I had to answer the door.  I was only wearing a pair of running shorts and was sporting morning wood.  I looked down from my bedroom window and saw that it was Mustafa at the door.  I called down and told him I would be there in a minute.   When I opened the door, he was standing there in a tight black tank top that highlig...