Anna stroked her long slim fingers over the heavy ivory slip, tracing the outlines of the lace and the thin lines of the shoestring straps as she folded her lover's silk. She pressed it to her face, inhaling the smell of the warm iron; the perfume redolent of that musky female scent Anna loved so well, always there, even through the soapy efficiency of the w...
Diana turned off the car and unbuckled. She picked up the invitation again to reread it, though there wasn't anything on it that she didn't remember - - perhaps she was just reminding herself of how much she was looking forward to this evening's events and the company of her coworkers. Anna had sent invitations in the mail a week and a half in advance. They...
In our first two instalments of "A Rose Blooming" we have seen Amy initiated into the joy of sex under the watchful eye of her mother Michelle. However for the next stage Michelle has to be very careful and she has decided to seek the counsel of her very good friend Anna, who we had contact with in the first instalment of our series as the Manager of an excl...
Anna buzzed around the house making last minute preparations. She had been looking forward to this evening for that past week and a half and she occasionally paused and shivered as the butterflies overtook her. She was trying to keep it simple so that she would be able to relax and enjoy the evening: two of her coworkers were coming over for a special evenin...
Mid-morning on a warm, sunny Saturday. Anna stood at her kitchen sink, dabbing washing-up liquid on a chocolate stain on one of her daughters' blouses. A metallic rattle and scraping made her look up and out of the open window in front of her. Through the wrought-iron gates of the adjacent house she saw her neighbour unfolding and positioning a sun lounger o...
Chapter 1. Some people could stretch and bend and turn their bodies into pretzels without breaking a sweat, and somehow still look elegant while doing it. Elodie wasn't one of them. As she stood with her head not quite placed where it should be, and her hip definitely facing the wrong direction, she took in the room full of men and women swaying back and f...
Beth was horny. Really fucking horny. She had been gone doing her study abroad for a few months and now it was summer time and she and her girlfriend Anna, with whom she had a very open relationship, had decided to go halfsies on an apartment to try it out. Only Beth tended to work morning and afternoon shifts and Anna worked at night, so they hadn't actuall...
(Author's note: as so often, this one swirls around the categories a little. There is an element of the fantastical, but please don't expect a fantasy in the sense of a full-on chains and orgies BDSM extravaganza. This is a tale of two people 'most remarkable like you', feeling their way towards a little spice. If you like to read about dungeons and racks, y...
"It's not your fault," exclaimed Paula. "There's no reason for you to feel bad about things out of your control." Paula sensed the obvious guilt that Diana was feeling over the work trip gone wrong. Yes, the forecast did call for additional rain after all that they'd been having, but there was no way that Diana could have known that high winds would knock tr...
Knock, knock, knock. A customary three times she knocked on the green door. A quick glance at the number reassured her that she was indeed at number 23, the right house. Better to be sure of such things, especially with what she was here to do. She had woken up to a dreary day this morning. Late Fall was now truly baring its fangs as the wind had howled aro...