Among all the fans who wait for him at the book launch, this author particularly remembers only one. Everyone tells him, "I knew you were hot!" but the nerdy-looking one says, "I wonder how your scars shaped your characters." So he must have her tonight. In his hotel room, he asks, "What do you want from me?" Trembling, she holds his gaze and unbuttons his shirt. "I've dreamed of doing this for so long." She drinks his bo...

You glide your hands on my back, as if trying to remember every flaw— each curve a confession, each breath is an act of devotion. You slide them down to my hips, tracing my love handles that only a very few men saw. Your fingers pause— lingering on this earth-incensed skin that has learned to forget how to be seen. I am standing still, blindfolded, wrists bound, leaning against the cool wall, anchored by trust, lifted by...

At 42, Johnny still felt like he was in his prime—six feet tall, 225 pounds of muscle, and a body he worked hard to maintain. His small house-remodeling business kept him busy, but it also kept him in shape. He loved the work, loved the cars he collected, and yeah, he loved the attention he got from the babes. But all that took a backseat now. He was a married man, and his wife Joanie was the love of his life. Joanie was...

I had just left my early morning class in Ancient Greek. I was still conjugating and parsing shit in my mind as I passed into Smith Hall. That and the fluorescent lighting were giving me a headache. Trying to mellow out, I strode slowly into the "Chaucer's Canterbury Tales" classroom for the first day of class, my overloaded backpack weighing me down. I was tired from the previous night's shift as a lab assistant at Chris...

It was just after 10 p.m. when I pulled into the driveway. The night had been a bit of a letdown, but that’s the way it goes sometimes. I had pulled my key to unlock the door when it swung open. “Hi Daddy!” my twelve-year-old greeted me, arms open and face beaming with delight. “Hello, Pumpkin,” I beamed back, erasing the furrow from my brow. “Why are you still up? It’s late.” “I missed you and wanted to see you before I...

He traced her skin as if tending soft petals after the rain. Every breath was a surfacing, Every touch a plunge. Though the winds get pretty nippy now, and the sunlight, sometimes gone, the heat of their breaths between laughter, whimper, and tears, keep their autumn fire stoked and burning -- consuming them as one. Sometimes we wonder when the cold breeze will stop making us feel unseen or untouched. Yet, there is a spac...

Janice Jennifer walked out of my office looking like a woman in love. As she approached me, I knew that she'd want to see Tim again. Just like all the other women that he's had, but there was something more there. Jennifer was in love. I so wanted to blurt out how I felt about Tim, but knew that Janice was not the one to share that with. With that in mind, I simply offered, "Thank you for the introduction. I hope that it...

I licked the nook twixt Kitty’s thigh and Kitty’s pussy and savored her distinct salty-sweet sweat. Her short curlies hooked my beard when she humped my cheek—just once, just an involuntary call for attention. I flicked little tongue kisses down her leg, up her leg, across her belly, and down again. Her pussy was stuffed with my man stuff (and there was a lot of it). My glossy cock was cooling, and my emptied balls lay re...