Author's note: This is a continuation of "The Young Voyeur". If you haven't read it, then I recommend that you do. I appreciated the good comments from you. That encouraged me to continue this story. I would like to hear from other older ladies that fantasize about young men. I led Brad into our large bathroom and adjusted the water in the shower to just t...
This is one of my earliest stories. All comments gratefully received, but I'd like to think that my newer stuff is better! >>>>> It was almost a cliché. Our eyes almost met across the crowded dance floor of the nightclub. But although I'd noticed her, and now couldn't stop staring, the crowds hadn't parted enough for her to see me yet... I made my way ont...
Since getting divorced a couple of years back, my ex said I was perverted after she found a link to some of my favourite videos from an online porn site, I have enjoyed a sedate single life. At 34, five foot eleven and with only a slight paunch my few friends say I should have a girlfriend by now. But I work from home, and not being one for socialising, othe...
After a good nights rest for some, it was back to business. Jack and Elle were studying the large solar panel covers on the interior that were powerless to open. The ship still produced a tiny amount of energy but not enough to accommodate larger functions. These doors were all over but sealed shut. They could easily radiate the entire craft if all were ope...
One of John's best mates was Dan. They had gone to college together, and had remained close friends throughout the whole of university, even though they were miles apart. Dan had two younger sisters, Marie was the older of the two and about 3 years younger than Dan and Tammy was the youngest, about 6 years younger than Dan. Dan was a good looking man, and...
Laura had lived in the hills all of her life. As she grew up, she had seen Campbell, the local farmer's son, turn from a serious, skinny rake of a boy into a strong, silent man, dark-haired and so gorgeous that she couldn't help herself sneaking hungry looks at him, the way his arm muscles tensed as he hauled bales, or carried sacks of grain to the barns, th...
Elaine stood in the dimly lit hallway of an old Victorian and stared at the note pinned on the door. It read, Elaine's room, don't forget the key. There was an antique key in the keyhole. She turned it, slipped it in her back pocket and opened the door. The door closed itself behind her as she stepped into the room. It was painted black. The carpet was blac...
Darren couldn't stop the glow he was feeling inside. She was doing so well and he pulled her to him when he had released her, pressing his lips to hers as he took what she seemed to so freely give. "You are so precious my pet!" he told her, brushing a lock of damp hair from her eyes. "Thank you Master," Maria whispered, hugging him, enjoying the moment of c...
Deanna Troi and Beverley Crusher were sat opposite each other in the latter's office. It had been just over a week since the two had become lovers after years of friendship and a lot had changed. The least of which was that there had been a big increase in crewmembers feeling in need of a doctor or a counsellor. "This new lifestyle is tiring," Deanna said....
The world was splintered into sects and factions. The Daemon and the Vampires held a steady truce built on necessity, and of admiration. Both species were ruthless killers, powerful and dark . . . most importantly, dangerous. What humans that remained either had one of two lives. Either they served as cattle for the Vampire, or they lived under the watchfu...