I understood why my wife left me. Once we retired in our late fifties, we realized that we shared no interests and no longer enjoyed being together. Raising kids and working let you ignore drifting apart, but being together each day in retirement exposes the problem. She liked shopping, TV and exercising. Me, I liked playing golf. She is still a beautiful w...
He was in complete control and I would be forced to do what ever I was told as I didn't want anyone let alone Donna to find out my dark secret. As I moved closer his hand reached out and he pulled me to him. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the bulge in his trouser pressing hard against my thigh. His arms were around me as he pressed his lips r...
As the plane touched down at Gatwick, I felt relief flooding through my body. Petrified of flying since an incident on a British Airways flight from New York (a disturbed passenger, airline staff assaulted, a hushed, frantic though thankfully fruitless search for an on-board explosive) two years ago, I subjected myself to hours of silent, personal angst by t...
Jack and I have worked together for eight years, technically I'm his boss but as he's my best friend and closer to me than any man in my life it's hard to think of him as my employee. For the last year or so we have been working together in a new store in a small, seaside town, just the two of us. At first we were friends and co-workers, but over a few mon...
Dear Diary, Today was the monthly get-together at Patty and Kyle Morgan's house. God—what a house it is, too. Six bedrooms, a cabana, den, giant pool—well, I've gone on about that place before, so no point writing about it now. But I will write about Patty. She was incredibly gorgeous today. She wore the tiniest red thong bikini—I mean tiny! It picked up h...
Chapter One: Surprise Package You walk into the bedroom. The image you see surprises you. There, in the middle of the bed, is a woman. Save for a few leather articles, she is nude. She is blindfolded and wearing a collar around her neck. On her wrists and ankles are leather cuffs with buckles. Ropes are tied to the headboard. Her arms are stretched out, wri...
I was sitting in the surgeon's room completing case notes. Being a junior resident means you get stuck with boring jobs like bringing coffee for the senior residents or writing case sheets, a task which they really do despise. Dr.Robert, the head surgeon was sitting next me scrubbing his face with his hands in frustration. He had done 10 surgeries so far and...
Chuck was one crazy bastard, but Deena wanted to fuck him nonetheless. She had listened to him talk about his crazy sexual exploits many times before, usually over lunch breaks with coworkers or on smoke breaks by the loading dock at their place of employment at one of the local big box retailers. From blowjobs in the back alley behind after-hours bars, to t...
It's only been two days and the feeling hasn't gone away; every pleasure filled grunt and moan, the sensation of his hot breath on my neck...it's all still with me in full force. It's only been two days, and yet I've still found myself breaking down and sneaking off to take care of my wanton desires every few hours, each time the memories permeate my mind....
It's now time for my second to last punishment session at your office. It's going to be another after-hours one, which hints that something unusual is going to take place again. I cringe at the thought of what else could it possibly be that I haven't been subjected to already? Well for starter, when I walk into your office there's an odd-looking wooden benc...