Older couple/younger man Stories

The fire crackled, sending dancing shadows across the spines of leather-bound books lining the Vance’s living room wall. Golden lamplight pooled on the deep mahogany coffee table, illuminating the intricate grain. Eleanor Vance lifted the decanter, its facets catching the light like liquid amber. The rich, heady scent of the ’82 Bordeaux bloomed in the air as she poured, a deep garnet river filling each crystal glass. “Ma...

I’m in the toilet cubicle washing my hands for the third time, staring at myself in the mirror above the sink. The soap smells like cheap lemons, and the fluorescent light is doing me no favours, but my outfit bolsters my confidence. I hope it is the kind of smart that says I’m not here to be sweet. A fitted sweater, black, with a crisp white collar poking out and a long, pleated skirt that hits just over the knee, nippin...

When Jamie woke up the next day, he was, for a moment, surprised and confused to find that the sun was already well and out, shining brightly into his window. Then he remembered. Today was Saturday. Monique and Lucius didn't go into the office on weekends. He lay back down in the comfy bed, the previous night's events replaying in his mind. What exactly had happened? Well, he knows what happened, in the strictest sense. B...