“Well, that’s the last file, closed up and put away for the night, sir. Is there anything else I can do for you before I head home?” She spoke with an air of professionalism, tinged with familiarity. “No, Lora, that’ll be all. See you in the morning. The Smiths tend to be early, so I’ll…
(I forgot how much I liked this story, so I went ahead and recorded it for my Erotic Bedtime Stories podcast, and I’m reposting it here for your holiday enjoyment.) It was a very gray day, indeed. Rain beat against the roof in fits and starts, sending Edward into a reverie of a time…
It’s been awhile since I wrote a short story, so it only makes perfect sense that my first story in months be absolutely terrible…on purpose! Takes a bit of the pressure off, eh? Anyhow, as I considered what I might write for the #EuphOff Christmas Edition, I couldn’t stop thinking about those naughty little elves…
Her skin warmed from beneath, and she instantly became subconscious, knowing a furious blush was giving her away. “My wife, ladies and gentleman,” he was all teeth and devilish grin as he led the audience in a rousing applause, and all eyes fell directly upon her. She hated this sort of attention, but there was…
Part 8 The following morning, I woke to a note on my pillow: The property is yours to explore today. Get to know your new home. I’ll return for dinner. Yours, Ethan The offer seemed decadent, but upon further thought, I realized it was more likely an expectation that I know my surroundings. After all,…
Content: Includes BDSM and consensual non-consent, without consent specifically given. Emma counted her steps to the front door, not because she needed to know or had a sudden urge to measure the distance from the car to the front step, but rather to clear her head before entering. She stood on the welcome mat, her…
It hung there, unopened, creamy white and expectant in midair. An unmarked envelope tied to a string over the kitchen counter. She sat down her work things, piled her keys and purse on the counter, slipped off her blazer and placed it over the dining room chair. With a smile that betrayed her prudence, she…
I ran fingers across spines of books, searching for 900.09 SMI. My research was grinding to a halt; finding sources like looking for the proverbial needle in a haystack at night. I sighed audibly. So much so, I actually looked around to see if I’d disturbed anyone. From the corner of my eye, I caught…
(This story was originally published in 2012 in three parts. I’m re-publishing it here, with its audio version, as a complete text, as I update the fiction on this site.) Tanya was a pretty, yet plain woman. The only thing that set her apart from the crowd was her hair — a fiery orange-red and…
I’m cleaning up some old posts and revising some old stories. This is one from the very early days…I wrote it back in college, so some 20 years ago. I recently used it for my podcast Brigit’s Erotic Bedtime Stories. They’d been living in the same house for 67 days. But she looked at…