Helen picked up the phone with a tut of annoyance. How was she meant to work with these distractions? 'Yes?' she said abruptly, and then the mask of her irritation slipped away when she heard her boyfriend's voice. 'Baby!' she purred, 'how are you, how was the flight? 'Yeah, I'm fine, it was fine, everything's fine.' Jamie's amusement was evident in his ton...
The next few days after the conference had been a bit strange for Mary. She'd never been in the position of seeing a work colleague before, and she hadn't known how this would feel. They discussed the matter in the car on the way from the conference. Work was work, and the rest of the time they could see each other; but nobody at work was to know. It had t...
After the session we had indulged in a weekend or two before, the notion of a wet room seemed to take on a momentum all of its own. We seemed to be drifting towards more piss play, and each time we did it, Helen would start to push me a little further as to where her mind was. "Wouldn't it be lovely to just be able to stand and wee whenever we felt like it,...
Preface: Welcome to my next sissy story. This one is based around the exciting ideal of a married sissy, crossdresser. It will have many ideas based on my thoughts about how life could be for me as a married, crossdressing sissy maid. I hope you all enjoy it. ***** Chapter One: Sometimes one's most unique secrets do come out. My name is Phil and I've alwa...
My wife and I recently became semi retired; we both recently turned 50 and have been together for 25 years. We have three children who all live away from our home in various parts of the world. Recently we purchased a small caravan with the view of taking a few trips around the country. Our first trip was to be Tasmania. My wife Helen and I are quite fit; w...
Note: The actresses in this are basically themselves if they weren't actresses. Jena was a quiet, mousy girl who worked at a big company, as a corporate assistant. Her boss, Ms. Mirren, was the CEO. She was a much older British woman, who was definitely not one to be fucked with, which she'd seen a few younger execs make the mistake of doing, but at the...
Helen didn't like wearing underwear. It itched and she liked her pussy to get fresh air. Or some air. Sometimes she did but if she could wing it she liked to be free. Paul was attending a conference, and had invited her on her day off. He was funny. When she was working he never interrupted her, but once that was done he was like a boyfriend sometimes. Witty...
To give a bit of background, Helen and I were High school sweethearts, have been married for thirty years and have brought up three children. We have never done or talked about any of the shenanigans that go on in your pages and have been faithful to each other all our married life. We are a normal middle-aged couple, both a bit overweight and very ordinary....
Helen felt fresh passion tremble through the young woman's body. As she kissed and licked the pink cap of the breast, it swelled up and throbbed hotly. The uninhibited and sensual response of the new swinger caused Helen herself to moan quietly in appreciation. It was so fun playing with new friends. Vaguely, Stacy was aware of her husband and Betty exchang...
Thanks to all of you who have commented, favourited and been in touch with feedback on the previous chapters. I am energised by how many of you are aroused by the same things that preoccupy me. If you have not read one or two of the earlier chapters, they may help in putting this one into perspective. ***** So to re-cap, I found myself in our lounge gazi...