Chapter 2 -- A knot hole and other holes Hot summer days seemed to follow one another in happy succession; it was a good summer and Gary was happy to make the most of it. Getting tanned would certainly be useful for his probable autumn visit to the sun on the other side of the world. Long white sandy beaches, blue skies and warm water - idyllic holidays; th...
I was still lying comfortably in my bed when I heard my neighbour and his friend taking down the fence the next morning. A look at my watch told me that it was barely 8.15am. So, they'd indeed made an early start. I turned around and thought of the previous night. I felt my face flush just remembering that I'd asked my neighbour -- asked! -- to fuck me. Had...
The implication of her neighbour's question was obvious - "Does anyone else wish to pose with Sal?" It would not simply be posing nude with Sal: there would be an erection and more. You could have heard a pin drop. Nobody said a word. It was an invitation to fuck or be fondled or sucked by Sal - nothing more and nothing less. "Well, if no volunteers, I'll d...
After showering and getting cleaned up, Reid went to his room. It was about 9pm, too early to go to bed really. The rain outside was smacking against the window. Dropping his towel, Reid looked himself over in his mirror. He wished he could be taller. 5ft 10 was ok, but 6ft would be better. He was glad of his slim, yet slightly muscular figure, noticing how...
It was finally Friday, after long week at work, hoping the boss doesn’t want much done today. The clock is ticking by slowly, wondering what trouble you can get into tonight with the wife being gone for the weekend. Maybe just go home and relax. Finally it is 5pm. I figure why not stop to get some beer, quiet night in the back yard, maybe put on the TV out t...
Of course, it was something that would happen: it was inevitable she would meet her new neighbour. They lived next door to each other, after all, admittedly in a part of suburbia where the houses were large and the gardens generous. They were not cheek by jowl. Perhaps he had knocked on her door when first moving in: only she had been out. Really, she should...
The summer was hot, very hot. In fact at times it was that hot that wandering round the house naked was the only solution. I hadn't lived in my new house long but the street I now lived on seemed OK. My garden was majorly overlooked and despite not minding laying out naked in the garden I wasn't going to risk it until I knew what my neighbours were like. On...
As she was lying there in the lavender scented bubble bath, the hot steaming water glistening on her smooth, creamy skin, slowly slipping her long fingers over her gleaming body, reaching down for a soft white face cloth, and the bottle of body gel. Clicking open the bottle with her long, spade shaped finger nails, she wraps her slender fingers around the bo...
I wrote this story originally in Dutch during a very quiet afternoon at work. As some of 'my' English readers got curious, I decided to translate it. More or less, as some little things are different. I think it's easier to write in English straight away instead of translating. So, if things seem funny... bear with me :) XXX My god, I'm so incredibly ho...
And she was right. A naked, freshly showered Sal stepped out of her French windows into the summer darkness. The day was over, and it was nearly time for her bed, but she had something to do first. Something to do with her neighbour. How Sal liked being outside naked! She did not straightway go to her neighbour but instead walked a little away from her hous...