Authors note. Well here we go with another story. More are on the way, i have about fifteen more to come, sorry if you are getting bored! ***** The Village 04 - Yachting in Southern France MONDAY afternoon ++++++++++++++++++++ They decided to walk over to the restaurant early at 11am and have a coffee outside, the gite was nice and had a shaded courty...
With arms entwined they drifted up the long gravel strewn drive which led up to the imposing chateau at its western end. The oppressive heat of the early evening summer sun would have been overpowering for the guests had it not been for the tall slender Cypress trees that had been planted close together; their long clustered shadows providing cooling shade o...
In the early seventies while working for an editorial company in the States, I was fortunate to land a job as a fashion correspondent. This introduced me to some of the foremost fashion houses of the time in the UK. I was then at first hand to keep tabs on the latest fashions as they developed in Little Ol' England and report back to my editor in the States....
(Note : This is a genuinely true story. Kate is my girlfriend and we have lived together for just over a year. All the situations that follow actually happened as written. Above everything, she is the one who grinds my gears for me. No one else even comes close. I might occasionally write about other women, but she is the one that I desire and curl up to lat...
Author's note: You will follow this more readily if you begin with the first two chapters. My apologies to readers for the long gap between the second and third chapters. Thanks to all who have commented by post and email. My deepest gratitude to my careful editor, and to a new friend who has also helped. ***** He flicked off the alarm; immediately realis...
All characters are over 18. -MELD. ***************** Jogging up to the gate, Sindy leant on it and checked her watch. "Huh, 12 minutes 34, not bad," she panted, trying to catch her breath. A few minutes later when she had recovered, she began the jog back to the village. It wasn't really the ideal weather for running, the sun blistered down from a cloud...
Every time I watch women basketball...a smile fills my face...pleasant thoughts and memories will flood my mind for the first minute or so before I can focus on the actual game... When I was in college...my house mate and I were sports celebrities...both of us were in the football team (sorry to the folks not clued in here...not gridiron...but soccer...we c...
"Why are you staring at my knickers?" I jerked upright. God, I really had been staring at her knickers - not the ones she was wearing, sadly, but a pair on the floor, presumably yesterday's pair. They were perfectly normal white knickers with little pink flowers on them and a tiny satin bow on the front - unremarkable in every way other than they were right...
Chapter 1 Recently I have been having fun with a girl who loves to masturbate. I actually watched her doing herself at her desk one evening after she thought everyone had left for the day. I worked upstairs and came down to the level she was on to use a piece of equipment for a deal I was working on. I heard her first of all and thought someone was injured...
Author's Note: These stories are based on my life experiences. If you haven't read the first two parts of this tale, I'd suggest that you do so... If any of the readers out there ever visited beautiful Wreck Beach, in Vancouver BC you will understand what I mean when I write it is (or was) 'full service' beach... For those of you who haven't, it's changed qu...