Steve is a member of a local photographic club and one week he took in some slightly candid photos of me to enter into a "People" competition. In two or three I was showing glimpses of my breasts by having the top buttons of my blouse undone and in a couple of others I was showing my stocking tops. I had agreed to him taking them to the club because, to tell...
This is part of a longer story which if i can work out how to use my computer i'll be posting on this site. but you can read this story in it's own right. Patrick and Mary Just as I started my new venture into film making and placing adds into papers. A man name Mr Fuller answered my advert and asked to see me on a personal level. I invited him round to m...
It was the third weekend after Paul and Ali's visit when Rachel expressed an interest in seeing the pictures we had snapped of our evening of debauchery. They captured the moment well and the girls looked very sexy. Rachel joked we should have had a professional photographer capture it in the style of a wedding or something-- before, during and after. I resp...
Late. Very late, or very early, depending on where one is supposed to be at 4:00 in the morning. I'd fully expected to head to my office in just three more hours, but now that was all changed. Gina changed it. Her unexpected arrival at my apartment the night before had opened a pandora's box. There was no way I could walk into my office with all the though...
PART ONE It was a guitar. That's what woke me. There was the insistent strumming that matched the beat of my heart. Or was my heart the beat for the guitar? I couldn't tell. But whoever was strumming needed to knock it off. I don't care how beautiful or magical it seemed. I needed my rest dammit. When I tried to sit up my forehead smacked against the und...
My names Candace, but I like to be called Candy and my account begins when my husband Phil suggested that it would be a nice idea if myself and my daughter Katie had some professional photographs taken before she left home for university and to celebrate my forty-first and her nineteenth birthdays. It sounded like a good idea and Katie was up for it, especia...
The door to the glamourhame opened. "Enter and be silent." Dannel stepped into the torture chamber and bowed to the fae lord within. The door closed behind him. Dannel had been in the glamourhame once before. When he had been brought here for Lord Falthro to torture to death. He still didn't know what had made the lord stop and listen to him. Believe in his...
Early one Friday evening Mike arrived, as arranged, to pick me up. We'd planned to do a bit of window shopping, then grab a bite to eat somewhere. After that . . . who knows? "My God, Ally!" he gasped as I opened the door to him. I was just finishing a glass of wine with Vicki, my housemate, and I was showing her my 'window shopping outfit' and giggling ab...
************************ This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to y...
Some people would call me an illusionist, but the title I prefer is enchantress. Mostly I can make people see what I want them to see: glamours are my specialty, after all. A glamour is a simple spell, but I take mine to devilish perfection. See, once an object has been glamoured its really no different than it was before, but anyone seeing that object, feel...