This is the third chapter in a series. I expect the series to conclude with the next chapter. While I hope that this story can stand on its own, it will make a lot more sense if you have read my previous stories "The Performance" and "The Performance CH 02." This story draws on some real experiences but is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to any real perso...
Her name was Stefani, she was a training advisor, and she was German. That much I could tell that from the name badge she wore, with the picture of a German flag over in the corner. And she was extremely pretty, beautiful in fact. That much I could tell that by looking at her as she patiently filled in the form in front of her. I watched as she filled in...
We didn't have a lot of money for vacation this year so we decided to have a stay-cation instead. We got a room at a hotel and made plans for some sexy fun. The first thing we did was dare each other to not wear any clothes after we checked in. We stripped in the parking lot and left everything except toiletries, keys, cell phone, and the room key. We then s...
This is the third story of a short series examining male sexuality; more specifically my sexuality. As I have got older I have found the borders of sexuality becoming blurred, particularly as I seek more and different sexual kicks. It's not essential to read the other parts first, but it might help. * I still couldn't quite get my head round it. I could...
Although still in Southampton, I was between assignments. However, my friend Bjorn's Consortium client was looking for someone to attend a meeting on their behalf in Dubrovnik; this time for five days. Hanna or Suzi had arranged my hotel and travel from Gatwick, together with all the contract paperwork and authorisations. An early start but I arrived the...
"I have client meetings during the day", Samantha explained as she and Brent sipped their orange juice," but we’ll have our evenings together, and once the weekend rolls around, you and I can do whatever we like" She grinned across the table at him, that wicked, toothy grin that only a tigress can get away with, copper hair framing her fe...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when the events took place. Before you read this part I strongly suggest that you read the earlier parts. They will give you the background that will make this part a lot more enjoyable. Part 14 - More embarrassing experiences ***** Ryan's younger brother Tom --------- Toms co...
This is a true story which happened while on a business trip to Europe. Doing a favor for a business colleague turned into an opportunity to explore an unknown side of elegance, culture and fantasy of which I will never forget. I am about as far from being a snob as you can imagine. I was the first in my family to attend university and I have never forgotte...
Keeping tight hold of the bottle of red wine, I rest the bunch of flowers in the crook of my arm and press the gloved tip of my finger against the bell marked 'Dieter & Gabriele Hausmann'. I lean close to the speaker, my breath misting up the metal as I wait for a reply. Even in the entrance hall it is bitterly cold. The speaker crackles into life. 'Frau H...
His mouth was dry and his pulse had quickened as he walked past the door for a second time. He had read about these places in magazines and decided to give one a try but now the actuality seemed rather different from what his imagination had led him to believe would happen. Eventually his curiosity overcame his nerves and he pulled the front door open and w...