"You'll have to bear with me, Lisa. At any one moment my thoughts are as clear to me, and sometimes as chilling, as the water in the lake. And I can drift away without the slightest warning. I don't have long now and I don't know how long it will take me to tell you what I need to tell you. I need to tell you, but please stay with me until I have finished."Lisa choked back tears and, holding Elizabeth's hand in hers, gent...

Elizabeth and Bernard swam as usual the next morning. Nearing the end of their swim, doing a gentle side stroke, they faced each other and talked. As they approached the cottage, Elizabeth swam closer to Bernard and brushed her foot against his thigh. Neither reacted to the gentle contact. Seconds later she brushed against him again. This time she brushed her knee against his swimsuit, and again neither reacted to the con...

PreludeShe lay beneath two quilts listening to the gentle lapping of the lake against its shore. Soon the chirping of the birds anticipating the rising sun would infiltrate and then obliterate the peaceful sounds of the depths of night by the shore of the lake. The morning dew, or the fog rising from the lake would penetrate the solarium where she slept (or lay resting, alert, unable to sleep); the solarium her husband ha...

My entire body tingled with excitement as I nestled myself between my wife's legs. My face was inches from her smoothly shaved cunt. I took a moment to study her. This was something I always did. Jennifer didn't mind, in fact she found it both arousing and amusing that merely be allowed to look at her sex was such an intoxicating thrill for me. My wife loved me, so she always granted me this simple pleasure. The lips of J...

I'd just finished reading an article about Sunday's NFL games when the telephone next to my chair rang. I picked it up. The voice on the other end said, "May I please speak to Mr. Timothy Jamieson." It was Kelly. She must have been calling on her cell phone. I smiled. She really was going to show me how her dates worked in Las Vegas. I answered. "This is Timothy Jamieson." "Mr. Jamieson, my name is Melody Charles. I repre...

Kelly patted my butt. "Sweetie let's finish getting dressed. We have a big night ahead of us." Both of us hurriedly put on our clothes. As soon as we were dressed I followed Kelly back into her office closet. Tonya had brought us four shopping bags. I watched while Kelly filled them with sexy lingerie, exotic dresses and several pairs of spike heeled shoes. Once she was done Kelly turned to me and said, "There, that shoul...

Tonya looked at us. "I should go back to my office and get ready for tonight. I think it's time for the two of you to be alone." I shook my head. "No, maybe were not quite ready for a ruthless domination game, but I think I would like to ah, you know..." I was stammering. Kelly mercifully interrupted me. She was giggling. "My baby doll is trying to tell you that he feels like he still owes you a little oral attention and...

Kelly patted my knee. "Are you ready to go up to my office?" "Yes I am." "Let's go." Kelly opened her car door and got out. I followed her. Kelly's parking spot was on the third floor of the parking ramp. We took the elevator down to the street level. When we walked out onto First Avenue I couldn't stop myself from staring at the doorway to Smithson Jewelers across the street. I sighed as thought back to the previous Thur...

We pulled onto Jackson Street. Jackson was a three lane one way street going towards downtown. Charles Street was one block west. It was a three lane one way street leaving downtown. Kelly and I both agreed that when we were driving downtown it was faster to take Jackson and Charles than to drive a mile east and get onto the freeway. It was 5:00 o'clock, rush hour. Most of the cars were on Charles Street heading south out...

"So how did you make the transition from having sex with your bosses to becoming a courtesan?" Looking at me with a puzzled expression, Kelly asked, "Why do you keep using the word courtesan?" "I thought that was the term you and your fellow workers preferred." "It was. It makes what we do seem almost elegant, but why would you use it? I'd think you'd choose a word like hooker or even whore." "Those words are pejoratives,...

"So when did you first get involved with Martin Jackson?" "Involved?" "You know what I mean." "You know about that?" "He told me." "When?" "Today." Kelly stared at me for a moment and then she shook her head. "Today? You really talked to Martin today? I know you mentioned it before, but I don't understand. How did it happen?" "When you're done telling me about the past year, I'll tell you about my day. Right now it's time...

I parked my car in the driveway rather than pulling it into the garage. I didn't live in this house anymore. Using the garage seemed inappropriate. I got out of my car and walked up the side walk. At the front door I started to take out my key but stopped. Using my key wasn't appropriate either. Instead, I rang the door bell. I heard footsteps inside and then the front door opened. Kelly looked beautiful. It was a chilly...

I spent the remainder of the night in the parking lot of a suburban shopping mall. I didn't get much rest. I was much too upset to sleep. I had a membership at the local YMCA. They opened at 6:00 AM. As soon the sun came up I drove over there and took a shower. After I cleaned up I walked across the street to the Tip Top Cafe and ordered a ranch breakfast. By the time I was finished eating it was 7:30. I needed to call my...

Standing huddled in the doorway to Smithson's Jewelry Store trying to weather the bitterly cold north wind was difficult enough. Reliving the memory of that awful night when I finally reached the inescapable conclusion that Kelly had fallen in love with another man made it even more unbearable. I remembered crying for over an hour. When I finally stopped crying I was still heartsick, but I was able to pull myself back tog...

As we become increasingly certain that we have finally discovered the truth, we tend to forget that there is still, almost always an alternate explanation. Jason Mathews, Attorney at law It was 7:30 on a blustery night in late October. The sun had gone down over an hour earlier. A light drizzle and the bitter bite of the frigid north wind made it a miserable time to be outside. Sadly I had no choice. I was waiting for my...