I was the first to wake up and it took awhile for me to realise where I was after so much champagne and even greater amounts of sex last night with my boss, Richard, and his wife, Elaine, after their party in their amazing home. I was laying between them in their king sized bed with Elaine's tanned back facing me and Richard's hand resting on my hip inches a...
Sean Reynolds sat on the edge of the bed, with only a white bath towel draped across his lap to protect his modesty - a modesty that was in serious danger from the sight only a dozen or so feet away. Short of closing his eyes, it would've been impossible for the twenty-one year old redhead not to see the woman in whose name the motel room had been registered...
Elaine turns to look at the two men across the street. I watch as she closes her eyes and sniffs. A strand of her red hair comes loose in the wind and flutters across her small, freckled nose. I watch her hair move and marvel at the way she looks. There's a complicated play of emotions running through my body while I watch. She's attractive to me - very much...
Tales of Carlitos, the Mexican Factory Worker Freedom of Speech Carlos entered the large main library, walking under a banner that read, "Protect Freedom of Speech." Carlos chuckled. "These crazy Americans. They are so concerned with freedom, but they never do anything fun. I don't understand why they worry so much about freedom if they don't use it for a...
Denise sat in her living room, trying to collect herself. Tom. He'd made love to her -- no, he'd fucked her, skilfully, but it wasn't making love. So he'd fucked her and then he'd left. Denise walked slowly, a little carefully, up the stairs to her room. She put on her bathrobe, and sat on the edge of the bed. Denise began to cry, softly at first, then w...
Many of the characters in this story are and will remain anonymous. Their names and locations they inhabit have been altered to respect their privacy. Jim and Elaine are indeed real, and enjoy a happy deeply bonded married life, and a marriage that has stood the test of time. Their relationship continues to grow and blossom. Chapter 1: The Earliest Awakeni...
Bob and Jen had been married for a long time – was it too late to swing for the first time? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ How would it start? What would we say? Is it something that we'd plan or just something that would turn up unexpectedly, not unwelcome but not invited either? Let's go back a little. Here we are, Bob and Jen, well into middle age no...
It was about two thirty when he arrived home. Gavin almost shit himself. Irenes car was outside. He parked in the drive and slowly walked the green mile to his door. He could see Irene and Elaine in the kitchen they were smiling and chatting. "OK, whatever trouble she has come to cause hasn't happened yet," he thought to himself. He opened the door. The tw...
About this time at work a new exchange student from Denmark arrived, Elaine, to work together with any department that needed extra manpower. The norm was for these students to spend a year in NZ, usually working about 8 months and then tripping around the remainder of the time. Elaine was not your stereotypical Scandinavian beauty, aged 24 she was about 5...
Mark Dayton sat listening to the car radio as he waited. The rain beat a tattoo against the windshield, the incessant noise punctuated by the intermittent sweep of the wiper blades as they cleared a patch of glass wide enough for him to see through. Not that the view was particularly attractive; the high stone walls of the prison rose like a fortress above h...