(The following is the true story of my relationship with Louise, who was both my first girlfriend and the first girl I ever fucked.) * * * * * Louise was a beautiful girl with long, straight brown hair and a lovely figure, who did the same course as me at university. I had been admiring her from afar for about a year when somehow we started kissing at a pa...
My husband and I have done the swinging scene over the years and I've enjoyed it, although he is really the instigator most of the time. He's always finding men for me in one of those throw away papers. You know the sort of thing, they're usually full of radical articles, columns, and letters and ads, and in the back are sex ads: "Couple would like to meet h...
There was something different about her. She was too pleasant, too affable, to be real. She seemed to smile at everything. She laughed heartily at jokes to be sure and she brightened the dull prisonlike quality of the conference room just by entering it but that wasn't when you noticed her smile. In a nursing home there are sad moments. People die. It doesn'...
I am mid thirties man & a divorcee. One day I planned a vacation trip to Secluded Island near South Africa. The place had very few Asian visitors and was considered Vacation spot for mostly Latin's & Europeans. As I was about to final bookings for going, I received a call from one of my elder cousin Rupali that she came to know about my plan and was also in...
Working on the Client's Quarterly Financial Statements was not exactly how I planned to spend my evening but in the office working away is where I was at 7:32 p.m. I was totally lost in my work and I didn't notice when Jack tapped on the long, slender glass window that allows us to see who was knocking on the Finance office door. In a few minutes I begin t...
It was just past 7:00 pm when Lizbeth gave Scott, her soul mate, best friend and lover a last kiss goodbye. She was going to hang out with her girlfriends to get away for an evening from the stress and daily grind that her/their life had become. It had become her way of blowing off steam and pressure and he understood why. He saw that she had packed her lapt...
Lynne picked up her clutch bag and stepped out of the door and walked to Josie's waiting car. She teetered slightly on the higher than normal heels she was wearing but they were the only pair that went with her new dress. She loved the dress when she brought it but realised too late that she should have brought new shoes, underwear and tights to go with it....
I was looking forward to a night out, meet up with a few friends, plenty of fun, most likely too much to drink, and maybe a bit of harmless flirting. Most of the guys I was meeting up with were, like myself, married and therefore classed ourselves as off limits to anything more than flirting and as we were going out in our local town, the phrase "don't shit...
We're in the army. I'm your subaltern and we've worked together closely, developing a real rapport based on mutual respect and appreciation. I admire your forthrightness, intelligence and competence and you have learned to rely on my instant obedience and canny anticipation of your orders and preferences. I've clearly got a big crush on you, but out of respe...
Larissa was single, thirty years old and a contract lawyer. She drove a Bimmer and lived in Jamaica Estates. She had not been laid in months. After the fourth month and still no bedroom action she began to put in more hours at her law firm just to keep her mind off sex. Larissa felt her sex life was non-existent because she had not found anyone whom she fel...