"Herr Profesor Abercrombie!" The husky female voice didn't startle Ian Abercrombie. It only yanked his mind off the essays he slogged through. He glanced up. Marianne Witmerhaus' casual couture blocked his office door. She hadn't been a surprise, having alerted him weeks earlier of her visit. Ostensibly she traveled to attend "the tennis." Engage in some...
Chapter 4 The Responses are Coming It was a couple weeks later and it was getting closer to Christmas. Celebrations were reaching a fevered pitch with people coming and going, busy shopping for gifts and dinner, and going to various parties at the office and with friends. Jessica and Lilly did their Christmas shopping already and they helped each bake for C...
How to start this? I guess I want to shout-out about my, or about our, good fortune, share with you the story of some of our recent adventures. We have buddies who we share stories and anecdotes with, but none of them are the kinds of friends who might understand our rather kinky and unconventional behaviour of late. Maybe we underestimate them, but we're...
This story doesn't have much sex in it, but those who enjoy the mental side of a Loving Female Led Relationship might enjoy a window into our world. Those interested in the sexier side of a LFLR might enjoy my other stories. * A year ago for Lent I encouraged my husband to adopt as his Lenten commitment a vow to compliment a woman at least once a day. I ex...
I had just turned 18 and my life was hell. Throughout High School I had been bullied and humiliated. When I got to University, the best years of your life some say, I thought things might improve, but they didn't. What was my problem I here you ask? Well, in a nutshell, I was socially and physically under-developed. I didn't reach puberty until I was 17. I w...
I drove thoughtfully westward in the gathering dusk of a winter's evening, windscreen wipers beating a steady rhythm against the light rain that was falling. I let my mind cast back to the start of the events that would culminate later that evening. It had started with an e-mail from a married couple who had found and read one of my earlier stories. We exc...
They were ultra polite, the men -- 'The Pack'- whenever we ran into them. Behind the smiles, the false gestures, I saw something my husband could not possible see, the evilness, the gloating. I wondered if they planned at some future point to blackmail me over my dalliance with George, who remained most civil, almost regretful that we had been discovered. I...
In Which Mouse appreciates Innocence and her thespian ambitions in equal measure; her performances help Kedi otherwise wedded to Chastity; but she affirms greater affection for the virtues of Innocence than those of Chastity. Mouse was passionately in love with Innocence, with a passion that burst through her tee-shirt and swelled her breasts. She could har...
All people are aged eighteen I was in my forties and I was convinced I'd probably spend the rest of my life alone. Both my parents had passed, and a chronic back problem which kept being aggravated by my old job and other issues led me to retire. So, I had plenty of free time on my hands. At first it was great, but then boredom set in. Then loneliness. That...
Drew loved to fish, any kind of angling he was prepared to try. Coarse fishing occupied a lot of his spare time and he'd enjoyed a few holidays in Scotland over the years, hunting wild salmon and trout with a fly on a gossamer line, but his real love was sea fishing. His uncle John introduced him to the pastime when he was a kid. Drew lost his dad to emphy...