Bent over by the bed Stories

I slip into our bedroom, the space illuminated by the soft glow of lamplight. My gaze is immediately drawn to you emerging from the bathroom, wrapped in a plush white towel. Your vibrant red hair, which still enthralls me, cascades down your shoulders in damp tousled waves. You are completely unaware of my presence, softly humming a tune that I can barely hear. Your hips sway rhythmically as you move, a seductive dance to...

Ragden walked quietly behind Sarah and Emily as they headed down the stairs. He could hear Jennifer and Michael in the kitchen preparing food. Sarah and Emily giggled; their heads were close together as they talked passionately about something. Ragden caught bits and pieces of the conversation, but not enough to catch the thread of their discussion. His thoughts wandered the events of the afternoon. The gift he had tried...