crocshoc: Stories

I was devastated enough to find that the woman I knew as my friend and lover had another friend and lover to keep her happy, but not as humiliating as it was for Myra who had discovered them in her bed earlier that afternoon

Her eyes switched between her friend and me - and each time I caught them the light was brighter, two emeralds sparkling at me, talking to me. I wasn't sure what her eyes were saying - but they weren't asking me to leave her alone.

Think too much and opportunity is lost - and I had always regretted what didn't happen. I was determined not to make that mistake again: if I saw even a hint in your eyes, I'll make a move - take every chance.

A lusty thought from the shy best man was accidentally spoken out loud and caught the attention of one of the bridesmaids...

Most people come here for the coffee - it has one of the best reputations in the city and it produces great quality espresso. Some come because of the wonderful range of Italian pastries and gelati, always freshly made on the premises. I come here because of Marissa.

She didn't intend to stay over, but they had talked for hours - the first time for a while they hadn't argued about anything - and he said it was too late for her to drive home. She reluctantly accepted his offer to share the only bed - platonically, of course...

Our affair has gone on too long - five years. It dominates each of our lives, but neither of us wants to let go.