Jill had realized that whenever her Uncle Roger visited, her panties kept mysteriously disappearing. She had told her mother who smiled and explained that her brother had always had this little weakness for panties. When Jill had asked about what Uncle Roger's wife Fiona would say if she knew about his fetish, her mother became quite alarmed and explained,...
I was a normal fresher at university. Getting settled into the basic accommodation, may be best described as very basic. It had a bed, wardrobe, a desk area and draws. Guess that was all I needed. There was a kitchen shared between 9 others as well as a room with sofas and a TV in it. It was a normal first term, the usual parties and getting to know the peo...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been detained by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. There were 120 girls registered at the school. I had decided not to get the pol...
The following events happened during my last trip to the shops. On this particular day I'd just gone down to the local corner shop which is only two minutes away from where I live. This shop always has everything you need, plus it doesn't have the long queues you can get in the supermarket. And, as an additional bonus, the shop-owner Vi, a talkative lady in...
Who’s the Boss? We were surprised to receive a present from Christopher Jones’ company. We don’t buy in quantity from him because we are UK agents for several US stores. We buy bespoke dresses and suits to the US customer’s measurements and often to her own designs or for a designer employed by her. I suppose we pay for the quality of their products. Bespok...
Marilyn sat up to face me as I untangled myself from my clothes. Pulling my face towards her, she spattered it with kisses, licking my mouth and neck like a cat, pushing her tongue fatly between my lips and sucking my breath like a Hoover. Without warning, she slowly rolled away from me, cocking her legs aside in a strawberry flourish. She bent forward to k...
It was very early in our marriage back in the late 1960s that I discovered that in addition to enjoying fucking other women, I absolutely loved the idea of my wife being fucked by other men, especially when she was dressed to please in stockings and suspenders. Being young and newly independent of the restrictions of living with our parents gave us every op...
A couple of you have asked whether I really enjoyed my first encounter with Mary. The answer is very much yes. Maybe I didn't convey it very well, and it might have been a different type of enjoyment than I get with some of my other clients, but variety is the spice of life as they say. Anyway, for a while, I was a frequent visitor to Mary's place. This i...
"Stretch, two, three, four" the television commanded. "Up, two, three, four; down, two, three, four," relentlessly. I tried hard to follow. The alarm had gone at seven thirty and I'd been to the bathroom then come back for the work-out. But this one seemed to be designed for professional athletes . . . I decided to give up: just where did these people get t...
I needed some time out from the office and I was in Waterstones bookshop in Warrington at lunchtime. I was wearing a gray business suit over black stockings and high-heel pumps feeling smart but not at all provocative. I was looking for a collection of Shel Silverstein poems for my niece and discovered that the poetry books were located on the bottom shelf i...