"It'll be wrinkled old grannies with saggy tits and fat Germans with hairy beer guts," Maddock said. "It's one of the top nudist beaches in the Mediterranean. It's got to be good," Stevie S. said. "I've seen the people that go to the top European nudist resorts. I've watched Eurotrash," Maddock countered. "It won't be like that," Stevie S. responded. "It...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. I appreciate that the poor grammar may take away from the tale. My editing could be better and I continue to work on it. I'm sure there are some errors and I do care. Thank you for your comments. ***** The meeting was arranged by a voice on the hotel phone and it sound like a fe...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically. Parts Seven and Eight have been amended and brought up to the present day and are now offered as a single rath...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. This story is a loosely based sequel to 'Fine Time' and 'Fine Time: Bollywood Redux', as well as 'She Wants To Be In The Business'. If you liked those stories, I hope you enjoy the next part in Lucy's journey. Consider this the thir...
There is little sex in this story, and the little there is implied rather than described graphically. The reader will have to use imagination. * Chapter One I first met Eve Chatsworth at the behest of her husband, Aubrey. We worked for the same company, Sunrooms. We supplied and fitted double glazing units, conservatories, Fascias and conservatory furnitu...
It had never happened to me before. The sight of one woman having the effect it did was so dramatic that I stopped and stared, totally oblivious to my surroundings. I had blanked out everything except her, my vision narrowing to focus only on her. She was blonde. Oh, God, was she blonde! Her silken hair almost white-gold. Fair skinned, tall, dressed in a si...
If you have not read our postings I'll tell you what we look like. Firstly, this is all real. We are on our thirties; I am 5'10", in reasonable shape. My wife Gail is an exceptionally beautiful and intelligent woman, soft spoken and very shy. She is 5'7" with a young girls figure, long shapely legs, small breasted, and a picture perfect behind. Her light bro...
This is not a sensational story. There is no extreme sex or outlandish characters. It's a simple story of a frequent occurrence between fairly ordinary people; me, a forty year old married woman and Jack a forty five year old married man. Yes, it's about an affair. It's about the reasons why they happen, it's about the emotional as much as the physical as...
My name is Rob, Rob Hayes. I'm twenty three years old and I work in the City of London for a well known Private Bank as a Financial Planning Manager. That is to say I look after high net worth individuals and advise them on tax planning, Inheritance Tax mitigation and investing to protect and grow their wealth. I graduated from Oxford Brookes University wit...
I was asked about my previous work. Here is one of my earlier stories, it is part one of a multi-part story. Let me know if you would like to see subsequent parts. Don't forget to vote and please comment either way. Sarah worked in the dry cleaning shop in the high street. Tom came in to collect some cleaning that he had left there a few days before. The...