John was on another of his business trip; this time his work took him to Pattaya in Thailand. It was supposed to be a short 3 day trip, and as usual, John had arranged to stay over the weekend to spend a couple of days there for leisure. On the business side of things, it turned out to be a non event and John managed to clear all his work by Friday afternoo...
This is the third installment of the Sailor's Wife series. It would probably be best if you've read the first two stories before this one. Please bear in mind that the timeframe of this series in the early 1970's. There are some anachronisms here, and to judge the story by the standards of the 2010's would be, I think, unfair. ***** Nine days! He'd been g...
This story is a spin-off from the mother-son story "East End Lovers". Readers don't need to know that series at all as this story is self-contained, though chapter 6 of EEL contains some cross-references for anyone interested. The story takes place in London at the end of the seventies. The language and activity is more restrained than in EEL, reflecting Sue...
The following story is fiction, written purely for entertainment purposes and not based on any actual event. Please enjoy reading: "Jilnar Jardaly the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut" ***** One fine day, Jilnar the Little Leb Cock-Riding Slut's mother called her to come downstairs. She had just finished preparing her a basket of X-rated goodies for her to ta...
"I'll do anything for you," Steven proclaimed. Kathleen whipped her head around expecting to see a cocky smile on his face. Instead, she was surprised by the sincere, almost pleading look in his eyes. She turned back to the computer before answering him, but she watched his reaction reflected in the monitor. "Anything, Steven? What does that mean, exactly?...
Back onboard the houseboat, Brittany and Evelyn helped Kimmie get her clothes and gear stowed away. Kimmie's airsickness had passed, leaving her in a much brighter mood. Sitting out in the shade on the front deck of the houseboat, the trio sipped iced tea, chatting about the upcoming assignment. "I read in your dossier, you speak several languages." Brittan...
Monday and Tuesday I was away seeing clients. I stayed away on the Monday night, after all there was nothing to go home for. I stayed away on the Tuesday night as well, but that was a little more unplanned. I had phoned Greg Dickens of ITP, with the intention of meeting him and beginning to build some relationship with him which I thought was vital to the p...
Katrina was wearing a set of thrift store granny panties. She had lost the bet last night. She sort of lost the bet. The club was there, and it was more than she could have ever hoped for. Two naked buff DJ's presided over a standing orgy. Men and women having sex in every combination imaginable. Unfortunately, her friends hadn't seen the club, and hadn't be...
April 1916 Bertangles The freezing air stung Phillip’s face as the elderly BE2c clawed its way back towards the British Lines. He tried to duck down further behind the cockpit coaming and shuffled his feet to try and restore some feeling. He was feeling nauseous from the effects of the castor oil fumes and light-headed from cold and the after-effects of the...
The sun was shining and the Laguna Beach air was clear. She saw that the thermometer read a nice 81 degrees. Natalia loved her days off. Sunday had been a fun day. She played online and then went to the beach with several friends. It was a normal day at the beach and she giggled to herself at the heads she turned. She did like that new bikini. She was a good...