Chapter 1 - Meet Never been on Eurostar before and the English landscape looks so splended from a train. But I'm getting ahead of myself, probably should begin at the beginning, as David Copperfield said. Factual stuff: 4o year old lesbian who came out...well never really came out, just had the odd encounter with other girls. After leaving school worked i...
Sunday I was dreaming. It was fabulous! I was liquid, languid, floating, every bit and piece of me enervated yet relaxed. Every molecule was bathed in endorphins; completely luxurious, pleasurable, and decadent. I was being pleasured – slowly, lovingly and wonderfully. I saw Ally in my dream – she was smiling, nodding her delight. "Take it all love, take ea...
I realize this is purely a male fantasy, so with my apologies to women everywhere: ***** Dory's bachelorette party was in full swing. Her best friend Sue had gone to a lot of effort to put together the kind of party that would make her remember forever the joys of being single. It was an all-girl affair, though - she didn't want any guys spoiling the fun...
As promised, Kelly continued to specify every article of clothing that I wore, and didn't wear, to work, most of which we had purchased the day I moved in with her. Her attempt to loosen and eventually eradicate my puritanical leanings was working. Her unequivocal love made being obsequious effortless. Each day came with a new surprise. However, I am getting...
She closed the dressing room door in a rather decisive manner and walked to me as I lent back against the dressing table. She took the glass from my hand and very deliberately placed it on the dresser. "Should I lock the door, Faye." "if that were possible, probably yes. But nobody has seen the key since Honor Blackman played here. Apparently the director...
I heard the tap on the door and was standing feet together, hands clasped in front, and head bowed before the lock clicked and the door opened. I knew what the guest wanted, no need for further instructions. An hour ago my handler brought me here. Marlene never says much unless there are special instructions. My clothes for the guest's enjoyment were alrea...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters herein to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves persons who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, b...
Please note that all characters in this story are over the age of 18. ***** Lisa was in her 3rd year at St. Angela's School for girls. The boarding house was always full of attractive girls in and out of the conservative, private school uniform. Lisa always had a curiosity for girls and often noticed her class mates getting undressed and taking showers, al...
You should read Chapter 1 of Controlling Cassandra first to understand the context. This is a personal collaboration between on-line friends. ***************************************** In the weeks following my 'incident' with Cassandra when she ripped my clothes to shreds I continually did 2 things with alarming frequency. Firstly, I visited the place wher...
I sat in my cubicle well after eleven o'clock and rubbed my sore neck and shoulders. I was so tired of these late night proposals that always had to be finished before morning. My boss, Andy, had a habit of dropping thick folders on my desk as he whisked his beautiful girlfriend out of the office every evening. I sneered at him behind his back, but I would n...