Between My Sheets

I saw them, shadows behind the curtains, curtains closed for the first time since…God, who knows when. Her shadow was sharp and dark – the girl next door must have been standing nearer to the curtain. His shadow was soft and gray on the bed. His shadow stood and walked toward her shadow, undressed her [...]

J* is home. He’s been gone for over a week, and today I saw him step out of a taxi, unlock the door, go into his house, throw his briefcase on the bed, and take off his pants. Why do guys do that – take off their pants like its the plague or something? I’m [...]

She was kissing him, he was kissing me, I was just kissing. We were all naked, and the flesh of our bodies rubbed against one another, causing moans to escape from each our lips. I felt lightheaded, there, on the couch, with the J* and the girl next door, wondering if I should protest and [...]

When the girl next door called me to see if I was doing anything on Friday, I was excited. As I walked up to her door, I was so nervous that I thought I might yack in her flowerbed. And you know, then what would I do? Pretend I didn’t see it when she opened [...]

Isn’t funny how easily a few glasses of wine can make you lose all inhibitions? So let’s rewind and review a bit: there I was, at the party next door, on the girl next door’s bed, naked and pinned down by the brother of the guy next door. There’s one thing I knew, and that [...]