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Dinner and a Movie

In my mid-twenties, I lived for a couple of years with a girl named Han. As I’ve mentioned elsewhere Han was originally from Vietnam, but grew up near Montreal. She was 5’ 1” with a great body, though in somewhat miniature proportions. Han’s most attractive features were her face with its flawless skin and her full sensual mouth. As for me, I was 6’, about 180lbs, with green eyes and at the time short brown hair. Our apartment was close to downtown Montreal and if we went out for the night we...

Dinner Ch 3

I knew something was wrong. I sensed it all day by his unusual behavior. Robert was preoccupied and seemed a little jumpy. But, I chose to roll over and try to go to sleep; he would tell me when he was ready. And never in my wildest dreams would I have guessed what he would tell me.“Hon,” Robert said, “you can’t go tomorrow.”I rolled back over towards him, “What? What did you say, sweetheart?”He wouldn’t look at me and repeated, “You can’t go tomorrow.”We went back and forth a few times before...

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Dinner Ch 2

“Okay,” Karen had said.I was confused, “Okay? Okay what?”She had looked straight at me, “Okay, we’ll go.”“Go? What? Where? Out that night?”“To your girlfriend’s, to your little game.”That was Karen, the night before, right after I’d told her about Lush, my stories, Pauli, and the planned strip poker game, shocking the shit out of me. I remembered wondering what the hell had just happened!Now, here we were, standing in front of Pauli’s door and I was still wondering the same thing, what the hell...

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Dinner At Amber s part 2

David was spending several days in the “Big D,” that’s Dallas for those of you who aren’t familiar with how us Texans lovingly refer to that city, on some business affair. We were going to have four days and nights all to ourselves. It was our first chance to get away together so I decided to take Amber to one of my favorite getaway spots, Texas’ Bastrop State Park. We had known about David’s trip for a couple of weeks so I had plenty of time to reserve us a cabin right on the shore of...

Dinner and a four way

I also invited an old high school friend, Samara. Samara was a large black woman, with an extremely sexy voice and a very sexual personality. We had fooled around in back in our past, and had stayed good friends throughout the years. She was smart, funny and always had a sexy twinkle in her eye that I always found infectious. Samara arrived first; she brought a bottle of wine and a dessert. I made her a cocktail and Marina, Samara and I chitchatted while we waited for our other guests to...

Dinner is Late

Dory was a beautiful woman. And Jim thought she had only gotten more beautiful while she was pregnant. Her breasts, larger. Her body, more curvaceous. Her skin, softer and more supple, slightly more full all over. And she was glowing like he had never seen her glow before. Just thinking about her made his drive home to their house in the suburbs pass faster. It also made him uncomfortable and he had to adjust himself in his slacks several times. There was little he could see wrong with...

Dinner The Dessert

When they had finished dinning, Sophie and Domenic went wandering through the casino. People from all walks of life were playing at the gaming tables, tourists mingling with locals, all excited by the atmosphere and the thrill of the risk. There was a frantic Australian game of ‘two up’ being played, a gambling game in which two coins are tossed in the air after bets have been placed on the showing of two heads or two tails…the locals stood in a circle cheering loudly for the players....

Dinner with a Rogue

The leaves whorled restlessly in the autumn winds, tornadoes of seasonal decay that evinced an image of ghastly black birds scritching their way across cobbles in a morbid procession. The stoic trunks climbed to astonishing heights in all directions save for the dingy brown scar of a road that wound its way through the brush and trees. Their barren branched fingers knitted together with neighbors ceaselessly, as if the crackling motions pondered a grisly fate. Behind a thick wall of brush,...

Dinner and Wine

— This my first story published on this site. The story itself is spanning longer than this, but I will submit this first, as a test. If you have feedback, negative and/or positive, please post such, that I may improve with time — The two lovers sat at a neat, small round table at the restaurant. Near the edge was two lit red candles. The lovers had just finished a wonderful meal together and they still had their wine. The man peered into the woman’s blue eyes. He saw a smile bubble up across...

Dinner for Three Ch 02

Cotton mouth, dry eyes that were reluctant to open and a slight headache were Adam’s first impressions of the day. Recollection of the evening before came next and served to counter the dilatory effects of the wine that had been consumed. A self-satisfied grin materialized with the awareness of a blond head on his left shoulder and darker brown on his right. Laurie and Natalie were motionless and both had arms draped across his mid-section under the comforter. The open window had significantly...

Dinner at the Athelstan Part 3

The envelope Judith had given me contained £500 for me and £200 for Sam and that was a first. Sam was delighted. When you consider that was merely a gift and not our fee we were particularly pleased and resolved to have a bottle of champagne to celebrate. The following day I went shopping for food and wine while Sam escorted another of the agency whores during the morning. I intended to make her a decent meal for us to share with our bubbles but it was not to be. She came round to my flat (we...

Dinner with the in laws

‘I hate you,’ Hannah growls as she slowly walks up the driveway to her in-laws house. Her husband, Eric, holds her waist as they approach the door, ‘Why am I always dragged to these things? You know your parents hate me,’ she adds as he knocks, both waiting for someone to open it. ‘They don’t hate you,’ he comments with a sigh, ‘They just hate how you dress,’ she looks down at her peach colored sun dress, the fabric clinging to her supple breasts before falling away to drape over her hips and...

Dinner Was Served

In the twenty-five years that Ashlee and Greg had been married, never did Ashlee think their love could grow more. Ashlee was eighteen when she married Greg, and now that she was forty-two, going on forty-three, the love she felt for her husband had never changed. She loved him just as much as the day they got married. Greg was forty-five, still in the same physical shape as when Ashlee married him. His tall physique, his muscular arms and flawless long body still appealed to her, if not more....

Dinner At Midnight

Having a job that frequently requires me to work until around eleven or later due to my company having a large client base overseas, I’m lucky to have a lady that is very understanding about it all. She knows that when I take my turn working a month of late shifts that I adjust my entire day so I can stay in the routine of getting up and going to work, then having the evening, even if the evening doesn’t start until around midnight. Since she has her own website development company and works...

Dinner Date

A bowl sits on my counter, tomatoes bright against the chopped greens through the clear glass. A pair of ruby red and white steaks lay on the sideboard, black and white speckles of salt and pepper dotting their surface, the beads of moisture on top revealing just how long they have waited. Staring at the clock, I blink back the dew that builds and threatens to spill over. “He’s always a little late,” my voice sounds loud in the empty room. I pad back and forth, adjusting the napkins, the...

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