I sat nervously in my hotel room, a large glass of single malt Scotch whisky in my hand. I stared at the selection of tights I had earlier laid out on the bed, wondering which Tom would prefer. Tom was 19 and lived locally to me but we had never met in person, we had begun chatting in an internet chat room and found similar interests in a fetish for tights....
I was kneeling in the basic uncuffed pose, back arched, breasts lifted as an offering. Although I could not move my head without breaking position, I knew from what I could see that I was in the marble columned temple, again. As I moved my head slightly, slowly, daring to search for clues as to what I was doing here, I could see a fur covered bed on the far...
My wife Julia is a pretty girl, with a lovely personality, a nicely rounded but firm body and is a person who likes to dress well. She has a very good sense of fashion but, when we are out clothes shopping, she often suggests that I choose what dress or skirt she should buy. I try to use these opportunities to select something a little raunchier than she wou...
Shortly after Joy, my wife, had been talking to a man at the bar both he and his wife came over and introduced themselves as Paul and Linda. Linda and I got on well, chatting together and there was no doubt Paul and Joy got on as she was sat with her hand in his lap rubbing his cock under the table. I knew Joy fancied Paul as he had spent some time ogling h...
Call it fate, call it luck, call it an act of the gods, but one day we just kind of bumped into each other on a lit erotic chat room. We were both in dead end marriages and looking for someone to enjoy life with, even if it was via a chat room. Rose is her name. She is a southern beauty, in her mid-forties, light brown with blonde highlights, a bit overwei...
Kaitlin awoke refreshed, and more than a little sore. She took a long hot shower, and dressed in the clothes provided for her. Whoever bought this outfit must be very very odd, thought Kaitlin, as she put it on; it was simply an array of straps, some large, some small, that encased her, barely covering her most private areas. Large metal rings were set at th...
She was sitting at the bar when I walked in. I noticed her particularly because of the row of empty glasses before her. I walked over, sat down on a barstool next to her and glanced across. Damn but this girl was a looker. The body was sheathed in black silk from her designer dress to the sheer stockings. The dress was tight as a second skin, her small breas...
Chapter Six - Retribution 'Dr Stephen Mortlock esq' the card read followed by his phone number and his work address in a suite of offices used by medical specialists. The folded piece of paper attached by a paperclip read: 'Be there at 7PM sharp. He likes the nurse uniform so wear it and get dressed before you go. Go there and back in a hire car; Polly wi...
We are walking down the street. You walk beside me with your eyes firmly fixed on the pavement in front of you. You do not look up...you do not glance left or right. You are elegantly dressed, your feet fetchingly arched in open toed 8 inch stilettos, your slim legs encased in black silk thigh highs, your plump bottom discreetly covered in a mid thigh length...
I hate Mondays. The dull monotonous start to a week. Also the first day of April, so I stand pretty sure to expect some foolish pranks that attempt to lighten it up. I've been in worse jobs but I can't say I'm happy with it. I gaze over to my wife, still sound asleep next to me. I can never stop myself from feeling a hint of jealousy as I know she gets an ho...