The golf club dinner was usually quite boring because by the time the dinner and presentations are over the guys are usually well 'lubricated' and retire to bar, the young people retire to a pub up the road, the older ladies and I sit about over our G&Ts and until its time to take our rather drunk husbands home. However this year the new captain had decided...
The study now fell into complete darkness as my two captors left to relax and have their drinks. Even the tiny pinpricks of light that had penetrated the tightly laced leather hood around my head disappeared. I heard their two sets of already faint footsteps slowly receding along the corridor, each tap of their stiletto heeled boots taking the prospect of my...
This is the sixth chapter of an eight chapter story. I recommend starting with chapter one. My thanks go to Joffa for providing his spelling and grammar expertise. His help is highly appreciated. If any errors remain, I'm sure they happened after his editing. Please vote and/or leave comments. It is your feedback which fuels my motivation. ++++++++++ Ch....
Yes, I was exhausted, but it was a good kind of exhausted. Needless to say, Ashley and her friends were a whole lot of fun, but I had no idea what was coming next. It was starting to feel good to be around people again. After a lengthy sleep and a shower and shave, I walked into the club a little before 8 dressed in a black polo and jeans. Looking to the fr...
Linda Crawley pulled a face in her drivers mirror as she adjusted her blouse collar. Another dreary meeting at the golf club. Her husband, a senior medical practitioner, had joined a year earlier and soon after, dragged her along too to 'events'. He had joined partly to play but mostly to generate contacts and business for his lucrative and fast growing priv...
It all started with a little harmless flirtation. She was the new young intern at the law firm Rick worked in, and she was strikingly pretty. Blonde, petite and always wearing short skirts, Christine was a 22-year-old who made everyone's head turn with her wholesome, good-girl look. Unfortunately for Rick, his head turned too. Harmless flirtations in the off...
The weather was nice as I drove up to New England. It had been a while since I had seen my stepsister and I had not seen her son since he was a toddler. Heck, I had never even seen her daughter, so this was to be a wonderful trip. My stepsister and I never really grew up together though we did spend a couple of years together after my father remarried. We di...
ONE Frankie served a fat, greasy looking man dinner at 3:15 in the afternoon, the time indicating he was a shift worker. He, she and the useless cook and a part-timer preparing vegetables and loading and unloading dishes were the only occupants in the diner. Fat man kept eyeing Frankie's tits, but she didn't mind. She followed a drill that sometimes worke...
[The inspiration for this work of fiction came from an e-mail joke, one that I had received umpteen dozen time before. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. The reality of the locations and the principal two characte...
I could hear the taxi driver beeping his horn impatiently outside. I waved at him through my window that i would be out in a couple of minutes whilst applying a coat of lip gloss to my lips. If there was one thing that really pissed me off it was being hurried while getting ready to go out. I took one last glance in the mirror before leaving the house. Bei...