The Accordion Wake
I'm Douglas Sanders, thirty-seven years old, and I plan events for a living.
Dry and wry erotic couplings stories
Stories in Erotic Couplings tagged dry and wry, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 16 to 21 minutes. Writers to know: Heather Phrase, The Smoke Record and Ochre Draft. Readers usually start with “The Accordion Wake” and “The Wrong Terminal”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Dry and wry erotic couplings stories, ranked by readers
01 02 The Wrong Terminal
The bus stopped and the driver said, "Terminal Four," and Carson and I just sat there like idiots because that was not our terminal.
03 The Signal Station
My name is Bernard Higgins, I'm thirty-four, and for the last nine months my evenings have been mostly nothing.
04 The Wooden Paddle's Apology
The gravel lot at Braidhaugh Farm hasn't changed in two years, which is more than I can say for my mood.
05 The Kayak Lesson
I had the whole morning to myself, which never happens.
06 Pie in the Sky
The barge had been a working freight boat forty years ago, and whoever converted it never met a piece of decoration they didn't like.
07 Steel and Scale
The brake pedal went soft about two miles out from the landfill, which is how I learned that a brake booster hose can rupture without…
08 The Last Box in Unit 14
I'm Denise Cameron, I'm forty-three years old, and that Saturday I was parked outside Storage King with a trunk full of my ex-husband's…
09 The Kite and the Conservator
The blackout hit at 6:47 on a Thursday evening in October, and I remember the time because I had been watching the drum thermometer like a…
10 The Mortar Confession
It started two years ago, at my grandfather's grave, and I've never told a living soul how petty I actually am.
11 The Lift Operator's Lesson
The week after Thanksgiving at Snowdrift Lodge is what we call the dead zone.
12 Tent Nine
Wallace pulled into Cedar Bend at four in the afternoon on a Friday in mid-October.
13 The Last Pasture
I was twenty-eight the summer I drove Ian out to his uncle's farm, and I could claim I was doing it out of pure friendship, but that would…
14 The Conference Bottle
The Olympus Hotel smells like carpet cleaner and ambition, and I drag my suitcase across the lobby at seven on a Sunday night, already…
15 The Distiller's Rules
The tent came down at half past two on a Saturday, and I want to start there because it explains everything that happened after.
16 The Fax Vote
The tow lot called me at six forty on a Wednesday and told me my car sat in a gravel lot at the edge of Kolora Street, and if I wanted the…
17 dust and desire
I've always been a watcher.
18 The Reset Code
*This one's for anyone who's ever felt like the quiet partner in a loud relationship.