George was from a very protective family. In his family, there were a few rules, like no TV and no phone calls during dinner. Those were moments for sharing about the day, at school for him and his siblings, and at work for his parents. Another rule was that dinner was being eaten all together, around the table, between seven and eight, and everyone had to help his mother. His parents checked his notebooks and homework ev...

The wind blew towards her, bringing the smell of forest along with a couple of pale, yellow leaves that landed behind her. Along with the coloured trees in the forest, the air had become somewhat sharper the last week – gone was the chocking heatwave of the late summer, and soon enough the mountain peaks would get the season’s first layer of snow. A smile formed on her lips as she brushed an auburn lock of hair behind her...

Chapter Fifty-Seven Two weeks after returning home from a successful trip in Ireland, McKinley Stewart felt pretty proud of himself. While his lovely wife, Grace, knew that Mac’s father, Dominic, was planning to be in town for her birthday, she was gloriously oblivious to the fact that a surprise party was in the works for her. With the help of Bentley, the house manager, Mac and Dominic managed to arrange a Halloween-the...

LeeAnn, a twenty-two-year-old woman, had a great curvy body, long red curly hair, green eyes, and full lips. She was beautiful and everywhere she went, people turned to look at her, men and women, old and young. From 10 PM to 2 AM, Wednesday to Sunday, LeeAnn worked as a bartender at a local saloon. That work was bad, but the tips were very good. Male customers wanted to touch her all the time, but the bouncer was always...

Maria went to visit Italy after graduating in Art and Music History. She was amazed by all the beauty around her: the monuments, and the breathtaking sceneries everywhere she went. The mountains, the coasts, the lowland, the countryside, and the generosity of the people she got to meet were not even close to what she had imagined. Each and every time she visited a place, she thought that could be a place to live. Then she...

Mark The day had come. After six months of conversation and learning about our needs and desires, it was time to ask her to marry me. Texting and phone sex had brought us to the point that we both wanted. I was more determined than I'd ever been in my life. I was going to make her mine forever. We had agreed to meet at The Grand Traverse Resort Hotel in Traverse City. I sat in our room waiting to see if she would show. I...

Sex, the final frontier. A never ending voyage to explore new sexual realms. To come together to create a new definition of erotic enjoyment. Giving each other mutual pleasure. To boldly go where we have never gone … before. Back in the day, when my wife and I were a new couple, we were still exploring each other’s bodies. I asked her to marry me just fifteen days after we met. I could only see her on weekends, because sh...

Grace’s car was in the driveway, so I slipped quietly through the front door to avoid waking her. I tiptoed through the dark house, moving slowly to avoid hitting anything. Jake and Imelda must have cleared out of town as they had promised once semester ended; they would be long gone and a long time coming back. I stood near the kitchen in the dark and realized I needed a stiff one, so quiet as a thief, I opened a cupboar...

“Might we chat?” “Nilufar, of course! Always.” She walked to the stand and glanced over her shoulder, “Join me.” She poured two glasses and held out my drink. Her hair was elegantly coiffed, her dress emerald-green perfect against her rich brown skin. She looked into my eyes and raised her glass, “Salamati.” Unusually, she neither sipped nor slammed down but leisurely drank half as her eyes teared. “Go on,” she commanded....

Erika came to his room as she had promised. She made it easy for Ben. Smiling, she took his hands. Ignoring the chairs opposite each other across a coffee table, Erika pulled him to the bed to sit down. She was determined to be close to Ben, brought his hands to her lips, kissed both of them, and said, “Ben, you have no idea how happy I am that we meet again after all these years. I’ve never forgotten you. I always hoped...

Except for the name shield, the railway station looked unfamiliar. Now brightly painted and its hundred-year-old shell refurbished with wide doors and much glass, it seemed not the place where Ben had taken the train to leave home more than twenty years ago. It was then six-o-clock in the morning as he waited for his train, with two suitcases at his feet. It was just dawning and cold. Ben was on his own; nobody had come t...

Another old fogey came in from smoking a stogie as Jim grabbed a beer from the cooler. Once he had left, I said quietly, “How did we get invited again?” “Congratulations for graduation.” “You know, I couldn’t wait to get out of high school, and this is the world waiting for us as adults?” Jim smiled, “Makes an isolated cabin in Montana seem pretty terrif, huh?” The low voice behind us replied, “It’s just a few months of p...

Two days after my mother's funeral, I got a call from a local number that wasn't in my contacts. "Mrs. Lenoir? Mrs. Helen Lenoir?" a deep male voice asked. "Yes, this is her. Who's asking?" I asked. Clearing his voice, he started, "My name is Peter Benfort, I'm sorry for your loss. I'm deeply sorry. Your mother was an amazing woman..." I interrupted him. He was talking like he knew my mother, but I've never heard his name...

It was dark in Katherine's room save for the string of Christmas lights that lit up the sweat-slick body of the boy on top of her. She held him by the nape of his neck while he breathed hotly into her ear to the rhythm of his coursing hips. Katherine was staring into her ceiling, trying to pretend she wasn't enjoying the freshman inside of her and avoiding the judging eyes of the family photos plastered on her wall and li...