Stocking Night
The shop smells like old paper and dust.
Dry and wry fetish stories
Stories in Fetish tagged dry and wry, ranked by how many readers finish them. Reads run 14 to 18 minutes. Writers to know: Velvet Sketch, Harbor Prologue and Cypress Contour. Readers usually start with “Stocking Night” and “Oil and Indifference”. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
Dry and wry fetish stories, ranked by readers
01 02 Oil and Indifference
I was twenty-three that summer and I had a job inspecting bridges along the coast road, which sounds more interesting than it was.
03 Tar and Tenderness
The tarworks smells like a bad decision that got left out in the sun, and that night it smelled worse than usual, because they'd fired up…
04 Cracked Ink and Hoar Frost
Henrietta here, twenty-three, and I should say up front that this whole thing started because of a rock.
05 Size Me Once
My name is Lorelei Butterworth, I'm 52 years old, and I've been a mail clerk at the central post office for nineteen years.
06 Sole Devotion
The dirt road up to the lodge ate my Corolla's suspension the whole way.
07 Packing It In
I passed Jasper on the switchbacks like I always do, loudly and with commentary.
08 The Exacting Appraisal
My dry spell had a birthday coming up.
09 Stocking Confessions
Penelope found the paper on a Tuesday afternoon in June, the second to last week of school.
10 The View-Master Wager
The storm had been going since midnight, and by seven Carol Mendez was soaked just walking the last block.
11 Oil and Orders
I'm sixty-three years old and I pour coffee for a living, or at least part of a living.
12 Leather and Light
Janie was thirty-four years old and she had a secret she'd told almost no one.
13 The Wire Cabbage Restraint
I'm fifty-one years old and I still get a little proud glow when somebody at the depot says good job.
14 The Hotel Keyholder
My daughter, Megan, moved into her dorm in Ann Arbor on a Saturday in late August.
15 Boots Off
The week in the fire tower had hollowed me out.
16 The Braid Job
I still don't know why I flicked on all the overheads instead of just the ones over the sink.