Quick sex Stories

Lucy followed the scent of fresh coffee down the hall into the kitchen. Fresh out of bed, she wore her favorite pajama shorts and a loose t-shirt that, in the soft morning light, exposed the firm outline of her small, dark nipples. James stood by the window, dressed for work, mug in one hand and phone in the other. When he looked up, his eyes lingered briefly on her, tracing the careless contours of her clothes. “Morning,...

I lit another cigarette and looked up at the clouds that were gathering behind me. I figured I had about an hour left to fish until I had to pack up my gear and get going. Not that I had anything against rain. In Panama, the rain is warm and nice. I had laundry hanging outside, and I didn’t want that to get wet again. The fishing had sucked. One tiny Snapper for the whole three hours I had been on the beach. But who was I...