Emily had a boyfriend, Jim, in high school, and he took her virginity when she was a sixteen-year-old sophomore. Young and alive with feeling, they knew they were in love. But time passed, they grew apart, and broke up. One might think that was the end of the story, but it was not. Some years later, Emily, who had never forgotten Jim, had an urge to see him. She knew where he lived and decided to make a surprise visit jus...

As Robert and Hayley stepped off the train, they exchanged smiles. Three hours earlier, loud music had disturbed them as they sat next to each other, and the strangers had started a conversation almost instantly. While they were discussing respect for others, Hayley's phone issued a silent alert. Her comment that a discreet vibrator kept her happier than a noisy attention-seeker drew laughter and set the tone for what fol...

I met her at the bar in a Mexican restaurant and bought her a drink; a margarita was her favorite, and we talked. She was attractive and a good conversationalist, asking questions and telling me about herself. We ordered some nachos, and after a second margarita, she said we should go and invited me to her place; I heartily agreed. On arriving at her apartment, I pulled her to me and kissed her, and she responded by kissi...

Every Friday evening, Katie and a friend or two went out to dinner and to a bar afterward for some drinks and dancing. They usually met guys who bought them drinks and danced with them, and that's just what happened last Friday. Katie and two friends, Jackie and Sue, headed out, had a nice casual dinner, and then headed to a bar. The bar they chose had a country flair, and line dancing was in. They were not great line dan...

We worked together in a medical office, where I was the only doctor and you were my nurse. We had gotten to know each other pretty well through medical talk about the patients and small talk over coffee during slow times between patients. You always intrigued me as a woman who was flirty and fun, and I was sure you hid a sexy self beneath the veneer you showed at work. I always wanted to explore that hidden side of you, s...

He was Bob, a local guitarist, singer, and songwriter who played a few of the clubs around town. His music was original, mellow, and often lyrically intriguing. Bob was older than most of the musicians in the clubs, being in his fifties, and he had a following of mostly younger women who came to see him each weekend that he played. She was Susan, in her thirties, and one of his biggest fans. She was always at whichever cl...