“Hello.”….”Oh, Hi, Linda….“….”Yeah, about three this afternoon.”….”Yes, it’s over, for all the good it’ll do me.”….”Well, I got the house and my car, but I have to keep making the payments. I was paying for them anyway, so nothing's much different”….”No, no alimony. His lawyer said I had a good job, and the judge agreed.”….” I feel pretty rotten, really.”….”...
"Carole, I need your help." Carole knew her friend. Becky always needed help. She came up with wild schemes that weren't quite thought through and then she needed someone to help. "What is it, Becky?" she asked cautiously. "I'm getting a tattoo, and I just want you there to hold my hand while I get it done." Finally, a scheme that seemed practical. Lots...
This is the 4th installment of my 'Our New Villa' series. I hope you have had a chance to read the other stories but for those who haven't I'll provide a recap. In the mid nineties myself and my fiancée Berni had bought a villa in Portugal so we could indulge our love of naturism. I knew Berni and her friends had been wild in their teens and early twenties...
Brian and Lisa planned for a summer wedding. The day after their engagement, Brian took Lisa to the tattoo parlor. He had been working on a design for the past few years. He wanted his future wife and slave to wear a permanent mark of his ownership. The design was an outline of a man holding a leash attached to his slave. She was on her knees. On her ass was...
All day at work you're feeling nervous, because today is the day. As soon as you clock off you're heading down to see Roman, your incredibly talented Russian tattooist to put the finishing touches to the masterpiece taking shape on your back. It's a huge Chinese dragon coiled and intricate, covering the best part of your back. You'd spent a couple of hours w...
I had met Sally in 1992 whilst doing a business college course, she was lovely, good looking, slim and had the most wonderful smile I had ever seen, it was love at first sight. I had taken the course because of pressure from work, they wanted to promote me and thought that I was too inexperienced and the course would help me understand the finer points of...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty-Six. 2006. (February.) Burglars. Ever since my parents had retired and moved to Oxfordshire, presumably to be nearer their friends from the world of academia, I had been asked to keep an eye on their property whenever they were away; particularly since their second mov...
About ten years ago I was first introduced to social media and started reuniting friendships with people that I hadn't seen in more than a decade before that. In the beginning it was slow and only a few people found me but by the end of the first year I was getting reacquainted with many of my lost friendships. One of the first people to start communicating...
Chapter 8: He Leaves a Mark Leslie lay on her right side with her legs spread so that her right was on the bed and left was up and bent at the knee. Her right hand was massaging her button and her left was stimulating her g-spot. Open next to her was her laptop, the video that was playing showed a muscular bum rising and falling as its owner thrust into a w...
Carol awakened to the sound of the telephone. Looking around she remembered where she was. Bob was gone. Sitting up she reached for the phone on the end table. The thin metal chain that attached to her neck to the headboard of the bed jingled as she picked up the receiver. It was Bob. "Good morning." Said Bob. Carol yawned and replied. "When did you leave...