Ann popped the tab on the beer and ran the cold can across her forehead. "I can’t believe how hot it is,” she said to John. They were driving down a quiet country road near John's weekend house. With the hardtop off of John's Jeep it made things better, but the oppressive heat felt like a blast of hot air in their faces. They had set out in search of a pla...
I watched the tiny digital clock at the bottom of the tool bar. Just five more minutes and my hour would be up. I could leave this ridiculously posh, horribly smelly office suite and return to my little cubicle. I'd come to love my cubicle. It was tiny, safe and all mine. I could do my work without Isabella's cleavage pressed against my shoulder. The tiny cl...
The Drive Home *** Authors note: I really enjoyed writing this chapter, especially the dialogue. There are also numerous Australian references here, no prizes for guessing what they are :) I hope you like it. *** ***** Mark kept his eyes glued to the road, not allowing the sensations assaulting him to divide his attention. Once in his car and underwa...
We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...
I knew my beautiful, blonde wife Mary was a borderline sex addict because she was always horny and we spent a lot of time making love with each other. Which was great. But I always wondered if her sex-crazed attitude and antics included other men besides me. She certainly had the looks to attract any man she wanted: 30 years old, blonde hair, blue eyes, ang...
At last I was opening the inner box. Four days before, on my birthday, I'd unwrapped a present from an old friend, but inside it had been another box in different wrapping, and a note. Sweetheart, I wanted you to have something to open on the day, but to enjoy this present properly, you'll need privacy for an evening, a place to comfortably recline, an...
Today seem to be going as any other day. Trish was doing her chores, the kids were in school and Chris is at work. She takes her medicine everyday at the right time. If she misses she knows there will be serious consequences. There is what he will do to her and then the side effects of her not taking her medication physically. She keeps the bottles in thei...
When they passed out the "Secret Santa" gifts at our office Christmas Party I got what I thought was a pair of rubber gloves, but the picture on the small package showed it was actually a pair of latex underpants. "Who the hell gave me this?" I thought. A small note was attached that read, "When you are wearing your gift take that small toy car on your desk...
Mark had passed out. His prison of sentient living latex lad stilled to allow his rest. It had been learning that such periods of unconsciousness were needed by its host. It didn't mind. He wasn't going anywhere. Deep inside its being it could feel its offspring approach the outside of the cave. It knew it had caught someone... someone important to its hos...
We had been planning the outfit for months, and finally the day was upon us. The outfit was for me, not my wife. I have been a latex fetishist for years and I have slowly been able to bring my wife round to my way of thinking, although she is not as out there as me. We live in South Africa, where latex is scarce and expensive and really hard core fetish...