(Note: In the “note” in Part 1, I said that Part 2 would be Chapters Four through Seven, but actually, it’s Chapters Three through Seven. Sorry about that.) Chapter Three Rachel Carlson stopped pedaling the stationary bike and looked over at Jackie, who was in recovery mode on the rowing machine. “You’ve got to be …
The Experiences of a Tutor
I am a middle-aged man with a quality education that happens to be employed as a High School teacher in rather large metropolitan area. During the course of my work, I get the opportunity each and every day to see some very sexy, if not absolutely beautiful young women. These young women come in all …
The Early 1980s
The early 1980s, a student dorm room at a University in the South East of England and my visiting girlfriend. The room is small and plain with a desk down one side and a single bed down the other. I’m sitting at my desk studying and you walk back into the room after a shower …
The Dream and Preoccupation
I can’t get you out of my head. That’s a problem, you see because all I seem to think about is you; you walking into my classroom at the end of the day, thigh length dress hugging your exotic form. As the door latches behind you, you reach me, running your fingers through my hair …
The Candy Store
Patrick Conner ran his hand across the well worn railing that surrounded the old house’s wide veranda. As president of Archer and Sons, the construction and demolition company that his grandfather, Thomas Archer, had founded, the forty-three year old had an almost reverent appreciation for the care that had gone into the construction of the …
The Chair
The work at the office had really piled up,and I had no choice but to work late on Friday night. I called my husband to let him know I would late, and told him if he wanted to go out with the guys, that was fine and we would catch up later. I finally wrapped …
The Divorcee and the Yard Boy Ch. 05
Gloria leaned forward a bit as she watched herself put on lipstick in her bathroom mirror. She was wearing a white V-neck shirt that showed off her big tits and a short denim skirt. Her cheeks were rosy, and she felt good. Two days into her summer as a sex slave, and she was already …
The Cabin
She was seventeen when we met. I was an eighteen year old senior. I first saw her at a football game. Our team was losing so I went to the snack bar to drown my sorrows in a hot dog and coke. She was in line in front of me. I could see from her …
The Daughter Ch. 08
The girls had left and I thought I would catch up on my paper work before leaving to eat lunch with June and spend the rest of the day and night with her. I thought I would have a cigarette on the back deck in the morning air before I got started. I lit up …
The Curious Case of the Vanishing Condom
This is fictional and parallels to real events are completely coincidental, although not improbable. * * * It is a hot day. Not the searing heat that is most common in most July mornings in the midwest, but a kind of dull, monotonic heat that emanates from a lazy sunshine. I am interning at a …