My girlfriend and I were at a party in a friend's house one Friday evening. Everyone there was tanked up and in great spirits. My girlfriend was drinking more heavily than usual that night because she had been promoted at work earlier that week. She is normally very quiet and shy until she gets a few drinks into her, and then she becomes flirty and talkative...
I was in the backyard cleaning my car, wearing only the bottom half of my bikini. The backyard was surrounded by a 6' wooden picket fence and with very few trees, the neighbours could see in, if they looked hard enough. Today was a scorcher and I had plans of taking a quick dip in the pool after my car maintenance. I was leaning over the bonnet, giving it a...
Part I Sal was appalled. Her new next-door neighbour was walking around his garden with absolutely nothing on. How could he do such a thing? How dare he! It was not that he was being exhibitionist, deliberately. No doubt he thought himself in a private place and not overlooked, but Sal's house was deceptive. Wisteria hid the end of a balcony; a balcony fro...
Jane stepped out of the patio doors of her house and into the warm, late morning sunshine. Despite being nearly 40 she still had an incredible body with large breasts, a thin waist and a rounded bum. Five years earlier she had been very lucky as her only child had not caused the damage to her body that she knew some of her friends had suffered. Walking over...
This is a work of fiction and is my own work but is based on a conversation I have had with Estela and Carlos. This is Estela's fantasy. I'm a sexy, fifty-two-year-old mother of three. Recently, my husband and I moved into a new area. We now live in a small apartment block in the coastal town of Italy. The apartment, itself, is not new. In fact, it is qui...
The green corduroy jacket hung in the wardrobe in Sal's bedroom nestled between her own clothes. It was a strange intimacy with a piece of male clothing from a man she really did not know at all well. One thing if it belonged to a boyfriend or a lover, a husband even, but quite another for just a neighbour. Perhaps she should have hung it in one of the spare...
Part III Several days passed, there had been another meeting of the photography club and, also, a weekend at a bird reserve with her camera and binoculars. Sal had even swum in the sea from the adjoining beach. It had been very much a family beach, but she had wondered what she would have thought had it been one of those naturist beaches. Had she not been w...
It was anything but some seedy club, merely the back entrance to an office block. There was no one at reception at that early hour and only Sal and her neighbour in the lift. It was one of those well mirrored lifts reflecting back images of herself -- and her neighbour -- mirrors facing each other and therefore reflecting multiple images back and forth so th...
Of course I was. Sarah grabbed a couple of towels and some drinks and put them within reach from the hot tub. She turned her back to me then with her thumbs in the waistband of her shorts slowly slid them down her thighs. She took them all the way to the floor, keeping her legs straight the whole time. I couldn't have asked for a better view of her ass in bi...
View from a window Chapter 1 Graeme glanced out of the window. "Oh," he thought, "oh!" His next-door neighbour was walking past. There was nothing odd in that. The neighbouring garden came right up to his new home's wall at that point. There was no reason why his neighbour should not walk past. It was not as if his neighbour glanced up or anything and saw...