Being of a certain age I have fond memories of holidays in Butlin's Holiday Camps. The camps sprang up in the u.k. during the 50s and had their heyday in the 60s and 70s. The entertainment was organised by Redcoats who wore red blazers with white shirts/blouses and white trousers (men) and white pleated skirts (girls). The girls were always fun loving and...
So, I pick you up at the airport. Old old friends, but, hell, it's been a while and then some. You get to be the one coming out from backstage, all bleary-eyed, but wide awake and soaking it all up and with that darting look as your eyes flick around looking for something, someone familiar. I guess I have the advantage, naturally, as I see you waaay befor...
I was out of school when I heard of her. I wondered why she was given that nickname, and, some obscure guy said she was very oral and hence, a "gobbler." She had somewhat of a reputation by being with a number of guys, presumably, to do her 'oral' thing. I was playing recreation ball one night in the gym and when the game was over, she was there standing b...
I have been home from work for over an hour; I lift my head from the brief that I have been reading by the light of a desk-lamp. The room is full of shadows. I look at the antique clock on the mantle and see it is approaching eight o'clock and I look over at the window; it is dark out. I close the file on my desk and then close the curtains in the study. I g...
I'm waiting for you at the front door when you come home from work. I notice that you're carrying a small, unmarked gift bag in one hand. I've followed the instructions you left me this morning - I've bathed and am perfectly groomed, shaved smooth, scented, just the way you like me. I stand before you naked, keeping completely still as I wait for you to ackn...
I can see you silhouetted against the moonlight coming through the window, your thin robe clinging to the long lines of your body, your damp hair falling loose down your back. I walk up to you softly, not wanting to disturb the picture before me...but unable to resist the need to rest my hands on your hips, to wrap my arms around you as you melt back against...
We've played with restrains before, but not like this. Because this is a little special treat for myself, more than anything. With determined hands, I strip you of your clothes. Not even so much as grazing any part of your body with a touch other than the purposeful removal of your clothes. After stripping you down, I sit you down on the chaise lounge....
I look up as you walk into the room. I watch as you move to your cubicle, next to mine. I try to straighten up in my chair, so I can see over the top, just to get a glance of you. I decide it is time to stretch & stand up, bending my back & stretching. You look up over the top of the wall & smile. I return the smile, as heat floods my loins. If you know what...
Last September, my husband got called away on another business trip. He didn't often leave the states, but this time he had to go to London. He had been there three or four times in the past, but I was never able to go with him. I knew he liked London because he would always come home and tell me about it. Mostly the nylons. Apparently, most women in London...
First I want to take a moment and thank all of my loyal readers. Without your support, I probably wouldn't still be writing. Thank you for all the great emails and positive comments. I hope the stories are what you are looking for and that you enjoy the extension to this short story I wrote a while ago. This story deals with Cuckolding, Interracial sex, and...