After the two twenty one year old students had left I was mortified. Ridden with guilt and shame I simply cried for ages, I didn't seem able to stop. How could I, a forty four year lecturer, have done what I did with them? Where would it lead I asked myself as I stood under the shower a couple of hours later? I was trying to wash all signs of them away fro...
They say to be careful what you wish for because you may just get it. For many a woman, the "rape fantasy" or being taken by a mysterious stranger adds an air of mystery, an element of unpredictability, and that rare "spice" of excitement that are so often missing in her life. Although her fantasy is seldom as violent or painful as the real crime, the woma...
This story is like the rest of my stories in that I do not write them with much descriptive sex in them. I like to think that my style is more of describing the chase, than the actual catch. It is just a quirk I have. This story should have enough facts for you to use your imagination to fill it in though. I like the constructive criticism comments I get b...
Part one. ( The train) God! But she was beautiful in those days. Not that Jenni is any less beautiful now, but she was unbelievably stunning back then. Since though, time and the bearing and rearing of children have taken their toll. Jenni still is a very good looking woman, a little thicker than she would like, but all in all, very pretty for a fifty somet...
Vella wore red. A satin and lace dress that dipped low in the back to reveal the tattoo of a vine of violets. The tattoo disappeared under the sheer lace panel only to reappear through the slit down her right leg. She was stunning. Her short blond hair framed her full flushed face. She closed her eyes slowly as she felt his hand caress her thigh, slip unde...
Acquaintance "Please make up your mind miss Aphrodite, because I have to come out of the water and I surely need my bathing suit for this reason," I said boldly. - "Mrs. Aphrodite, if you please," the mysterious woman says, particularly stressing the word "Mrs". "I most probably came up with an eccentric woman," I thought as I abruptly turned my back to h...
1. SUNDAY The moment her phone displayed 18.00 hrs, Gemma began typing. She had exactly one hour. From six to seven. As usual, she started with a review of her day. Sunday was always the hardest, it being her 'free day'. On Sundays she was usually allowed to make her own decisions and manage her own life. Next, she moved onto a summary of the past week,...
Holmes had gotten several paces ahead of me in the chase. I saw that he had come to a shoddy door made of planks. He lowered his shoulders and ran right into it. The door broke through off the hinges. Holmes stumbled a few paces, but quickly righted himself. "Blast," he said, as he looked about the room. "Moriarty isn't here, he must have gone ahead." I ca...
I don't think that I moved the entire night. I had no dreams that I was aware of, there were no walls closing in on me – nothing! I was still lightly dozing when I felt a hand on my shoulder shaking me gently and heard Glenn's voice saying, "Wake up, Judy. You've got a tour to take." I sat up, half awake, as he went on, "Nick will be here and you'll still be...
"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...