The students filed out of the small but packed classroom on this Friday in their usual fashion. The nature of departure of the students from this particular Organic Chemistry lecture varied considerably. A few could barely survive through these 50-minute torture sessions, the course only taken because it was required, and thus they rushed from the room in relief as soon as the allotted time expired. But then, the bulk of the students taking Organic Chemistry at Devenshire University were nursing students, meaning the class mostly consisted of young women. And on this particular occasion, the professor leading the formalities was none other than Dr. John Nelson, a recent hire of the university who had quickly earned the title of “hottest male prof on campus.” (more…)

It had been a long week, and the only thing on my mind was getting out of work, and going to my favorite bar to kick back a few pints of beer. As I was leaving, I ran into a friend on the stairs. She was a stunning brunette, who stood about 5 feet 6 inches, with short hair, slender build, nice breasts, and legs that went on forever. I had always found her attractive, but it was not until we had worked together on a project last spring, that we really got to know each other, and I found her even more attractive. Recently, I had started to fantasize about her, and what it would be like to with her sexually. Anyway, her week must have been as bad as mine, because when I mentioned that I was going to the bar for a drink, she asked if I minded some company. (more…)

Weeks can pass in an instant without you ever realizing they took place if one isn’t careful. This is a tale about just that. In that one instant your life can take a drastic change for the better or worse and your hopes and dreams either crushed or realized.

As Chad headed home that fateful night repeatedly dialing home and his wife’s cell phone number without answer he started to get a bit worried. He hadn’t talked to her all day which was highly unusual but still happened on occasion. But there was something more bothering him, a welling deep in the pit of his stomach and he knew, just knew, that something was amiss. As he pulled into the parking lot he could feel the dread growing even more within himself. (more…)

I first saw her in the Uptown section of Minneapolis. Her looks got to me, what more can I say? She had strawberry blonde hair, cut short, but with what seemed the potential to be wavy if she’d let it grow. Her nose was slightly too big for her face. Her skin was pale. And she had the body of a runner or dancer. Lithe and graceful. Minneapolis is full of attractive blondes, a happy consequence of its Nordic heritage. A lot of these goddesses were just that, however. Goddesses, unattainable symbols of cool Scandinavian perfection. She was different. From the first time I saw her, I sensed an approachability about her. Good thing, because I would never had the courage to talk to her otherwise. (more…)

My second year at college, I found a wonderful organization to join; the safe walk program on campus. The office that the volunteers hang out in is very small, hardly the size of a dorm room. We’d play video games or do homework until we got a call, then two people would go out in the bright green jackets with a walkie-talkie and a flashlight to escort a student, staff member, or faculty member between buildings and parking lots on campus.

One of the other volunteers in the office was a really sweet guy that I wanted to get to know better. I had asked Kevin once if he would go out with me, but he was interested in one of the other volunteers at the time. He was always the first one to pitch in for pizza, and brought the X-box so we could play Halo. While he’s usually quiet in large groups of people he doesn’t know, in the office he could relax and joke with us. (more…)

Hi my name is Kyle. I have blue eyes and shaggy brown/black hair, 5′8 155 pounds, but it’s all from working out. Well my story begins the summer after my third year of college. I was returning home while all my friends were going on backpacking trips and to internships where their schools were and here I was packing up to head home to live with my parents. Well at least that’s what I thought I was going to do all summer. That was, until my mother told me that the new neighbors were going to Hawaii for a month and needed a chaperone for their 18-year-old daughter. Since they were new in the area, they didn’t know anyone they could trust. Mom being the bored house mother she was had befriended the neighbors and offered my services. I jumped on the opportunity. Getting paid eight grand for a month of sitting on the beach making sure some stuck up rich girl doesn’t get raped; you bet. (more…)

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Amanda Shilling is a school teacher with a problem. A patrol of Confederate soldiers has to destroy a river boat full of Union gunpowder and Amanda’s town is going to get blown up with it. Unless the women of Stony Creek can find a way of persuading the Rebs to do their duty without destroying their homes. So the ladies get together in the school house for a fortifying sip or two of anti-fogmatic before discussing treaty terms. Only to find out that the Southern cavalry has a well deserved reputation for getting there fustest with the mostest — especially the mostest. ———————————————- (more…)

For the past couple of years, I’ve been singing and playing music in a Celtic band, a five member acoustic ensemble specializing in the traditional music of Scotland, Ireland and England. My husband Kevin and I are Pagans, followers of the ancient fertility religion of the Celts. Kevin’s been an enthusiastic supporter of my work with the band, seeing how much the music and good fellowship recharges me, and the money helps out, too. Thursday nights always find us circled round at someone’s home, tuning our instruments and working on the gigs, reels and ballads we specialize in. The band members have become good friends, and we often include our spouses in socializing outside of our gigs and concerts. (more…)

This happened to me 4 years ago with a girl I had been dating and her younger sister. I was 23 at the time and so was my girlfriend Samantha. Her younger sister Jess was home for the summer from college and what started out as the same type of weekend we’d all shared in the past turned into one of the coolest nights of my life to that point. I guess I should explain what led up to that night first.

Sam was a tall, beautiful girl and we’d met sophomore year in college and had been dating for over three years. It was serious but at that time neither of us was even remotely thinking of marriage. As I said, Sam was tall (5′8″, 120lbs) with a nice 34B chest and a great ass to go along with her long dark brown hair and pretty brown eyes. She turned heads and I always felt lucky that she was my girl. (more…)

It had started a few weeks before when he came to work in the hospital. I saw him briefly in the corridor and I just knew he was the one I needed. It had been so long. I’d had the flings, the short term relationships, the lingering holiday romances. Now I just wanted sex, animalistic, naughty, dangerous sex. And I could see in him that he was going to be able to give me what I wanted.

That first day I could feel it deep inside me, gnawing away at me. Longing. I made a detour so I could see him working on his ward before I went home, to fix his face and body in my mind. And I got in my car and started the drive home. It was hot, and the drive takes me down a country lane and through a park. I deliberately work a long way from home, so that my sexual proclivities never impact on work. A doctor needs to be above reproach - and if my patients knew what I was really like… (more…)