Feedback is welcome. * My name is Tony and my wife and I have been together now for seven years and are both 31. We have just bought our first house in a quiet area of Sussex. Both of us work hard and between us we earn enough to consider ourselves well off. Because of work and unpacking it was quite some time before we actually got to meet any of the othe...
By the sea of many islands, right at the edge of where the Desert of the Red Sands meets the Desert of the Black Sands, once lay the city of Gurganj. Oh, how shall I describe to you, dearest reader, the wonders that were Gurganj? Its spires that rose to the skies, as if to meet God himself up there. Its streets paved with such marvellous polished stone that...
Chapter 4 - CFNM interlude Since retirement Gary had been an early riser. Not one to stay in bed, he liked to be up and doing. Early shopping at the supermarket meant a lack of bother because of a lack of people blocking the gangways and causing queues at the tills. It meant he could be back for a still early breakfast in the garden and then some pottering...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. My apologies! This chapter may meander even more than usual as it is part of a collection of several very short 'day in the life' journal style entries which have now been linked to make up a readable chapter....
The advert simply read, Garden Help wanted. I looked at the notice and wrote down the phone number. Seeing as I was between jobs it seemed like a good way to earn a few extra pennies. I rang the number and spoke to a softly spoken Scottish lady called Stella. She lived nearby in a bungalow and simply wanted her garden looking after as she didn't have time. I...
Rachel Ch.5 - A Morning At Home I’d decided to take a much needed day off from work. I’d been busy for what seemed like months now, and I was ready to have some time to myself. It was nice waking up naturally that morning, rather than being awoken by the harsh tones of my alarm clock. The late morning sunlight poured into my bedroom through the thin curtain...
Part 1 - the girls are mown The sun had been sweltering all day and even as the shadows lengthened there seemed no let up in the heat. Danielle had been waiting for what seemed hours for her friend. The sweat dripped down her, running from her neck into her dress and seemingly out again from below the hem. It was not really the same trickle, after all there...
Watching it grow. Taking my morning jog I got to know the local sights and sounds which for me, as a writer, made for interesting notes as soon as I got home, jotting down anything that struck my eye that I could possibly use. Foremost in my notes were the obvious love and passion Cecilia had for her beautiful garden, breathing in the multiple scents of th...
Prologue Kerin and I are very glad that everyone enjoyed our introductory two part story titled "Kerin On The Boardwalk" We are going to shift from our recent adventures and go back in time to when Kerin and I first met. Please enjoy our story from the beginning. The New Angel I am a member of a group of Masters and Mistresses. We are not a club in the s...
In the Garden Based on actual events, though this story is entirely fictional. It was the peak of summer, temperature in the mid-80s, sunny and blue skies, and I went out for a fat-tire bike ride on the gravel roads in the late afternoon. I had bought the fat-tire bike on a whim, but it turned out to be my favorite bike. Just a few miles and you got a good...