From the age of 12, I spent my summers working in the wheat, oat, and barley fields of Northern Oklahoma and Southern Kansas. I started scooping grain in bins on the farm, which would be used for planting the next year’s crop. The wheat and barley were a challenge, but scooping oats was an itchy…
I hit the road, cruising north on I-95 through New Jersey, the cold January air whipping past the Escalade as I headed toward New York. Three days of meetings and property tours in Trenton had been productive, and I had just one last client to visit outside of Boston before I could head back to…
Joey was the kind of guy who always had a smile for everyone, and would do anything to make you happy. He was a bit of an enigma, a friendly nice guy who seemed to effortlessly win people over. But there was something more to Joey, something that he kept hidden beneath his charming facade….
As the plane touched down at O’Hare, I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and trepidation. I was headed to Chicago, and then on to Iowa to see an old friend, and occasional lover, Linda. It had been four years since we last saw each other, and I wasn’t sure if we still…
As I trudged through the neighborhood, my paper route bag slung over my shoulder, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement. It was Saturday morning, and I was about to collect the money from a new customer, a woman who had recently switched to our newspaper. “Good morning,” she said with a warm…
Cinnamon, or at least the sister who looked just like her, opened the door to greet me. I had been thinking about her nonstop since we parted ways in the Bahamas five months ago. I pulled her into a tight hug, feeling a rush of excitement as our bodies touched. But as I looked into…
I couldn’t get enough of Elena, my 19-year-old Colombian sex toy, in the scorching Northern California summer. We’d met just two months ago, and every day felt like an eternity since I’d last had her in my arms. My friends, Steve, Chad, Mike, and I had decided to escape the heat and party in the…
The comments section was a mess, a jumbled collection of opinions and vitriol. Some readers praised the story, while others took issue with its content. One reader wrote, “Poor syntax and missing words and letters!” They continued, “Otherwise a pretty hot story!!” Their words were quickly followed by another reader’s, “Kajal sexy photos,” a comment…
The walls between our computer room and Dana’s bedroom were thin, and I often found myself eavesdropping on their conversations. One evening, as I sat in our computer room, I overheard Dana and Troy discussing me. They thought I was out of earshot, but I was all too aware of their words. They were reminiscing…
Amy’s arrival in my office was a surprise, to say the least. I had grown accustomed to her demure demeanor, but today she exuded a different aura. Her spandex top and sweatpants were a far cry from her usual elegant attire, and her hair was tied back in a messy ponytail. “Professor, are you free?”…