I giggled to myself, got clean, and remembered to clean my vagina inside with a wet finger the way John had always done for me. My entrance was a little raw (as usual), so I put some Vaseline in and on my pussy after I was dry. I was about to go back to bed when I realized that I was totally awake and would never be able to go right back to sleep. I put my...
Author's note: This will be the final chapter of the auditor tales. The story is partly fictional, partly accurate. Francis is real. I have met her in the office and we had a great time whenever we were together. We don't live together after all. I left the company to explore other things. We still have contact. On a regular basis we talk to each other over...
Chapter 1 Kate Monroe ran down the long hallway to the main conference room, nearly spilling her coffee in the process. The red-haired beauty was going to be late again, for the second straight day. Passionate lovemaking with her boyfriend in the morning was again the reason for her tardiness. She couldn't be late again, not today. Dr. Reynolds, her always...
Chapter 1: A New Lust For Life Note: I am writing this with fictitious names to protect the identities of the people who wish to remain anonymous. My friends, "Carol and Mike", urged me to write this, and I thank them for their support (and much more, as you will read). I do not consider myself a "hot wife" or swinger, but just someone who is an extremely...
I'm one of the few male teachers at St. Matilda's Academy for Young Ladies, an expensive English private school. I'm early thirties and still single, and for me it's a voyeur's paradise. I teach a final year class of about twenty girls aged eighteen to nearly nineteen and all very much aware of their ripening sexuality. They all seem to be trying to outdo ea...
It was my birthday and for the first time since I can remember, my hubby was not there to celebrate with me. He had to go away on urgent business but he did promise to try to make it back in time for a little celebration. I decided to wait up, just in case he would be back tonight. The children were in bed by 7:30 and I treated myself to a hot steamy bath fi...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty-Four. 2004. (May.) Mike W, mid-forties. It was an unusually hot weekend for mid-May and on the Sunday afternoon hubby suggested driving over to B. Country Park. Sounded good to me so off we went. Parking the car we set out on one of the main paths but had only been...
This entry concerns what I do with my hubby on a typical weekend day when the kids are away. If you want to get a background on our relationship, I recommend reading the first part, The Ultimate Wife. For those of you too lazy to go look for the other story, let me introduce myself. My name is Jennifer, but I go by Jen. I'm a 41-year-old housewife and mothe...
I always enjoy our company's Christmas party. There's free food and booze, but best of all, the office girls squeeze themselves into their shortest, tightest, most revealing party dresses. It's a great opportunity for a grope of a girl's bottom or boobs, or even a hand up a short skirt when a girl's so saturated with Prosecco she hardly notices or cares and...
As one of the few male teachers in St Matilda's Academy for Young Ladies I considered myself fortunate to have a position in such a prestigious school aged only 30. I teach a final year class of 18 to nearly 19 year old girls, all seeming to want to outdo each other in showing off their wares in the shortest skirts and the tightest, thinnest blouses school r...