To set the scene I should start by introducing myself. I am in my late 40s, and live in Southern England. I am 6 feet tall, weigh a bit too much resulting in a bit of a tummy, I have blonde hair and blue eyes. I have been married for over 20 years and have two sons. My wife was my third long-term relationship. To the story: I was taking my dog for a walk o...
Matt fidgeted uncomfortably in his shorts and rubbed his neck. "Oh well. Better get on with it" he muttered to himself. He turned off the ignition and quickly looked around. No-one. Good. He played again with the waistband of his shorts and repositioned his straining bulge. "You've come this far Matt, don't chicken out now" he thought to himself. He'...
The B&B dungeon was what the owner called 'an adult playroom'. I had never heard this expression - reminding me of something childish - but Katie seemed to know all about it. 'You've got some really cool playthings in here. I love the throne, the whipping bench, the leather St Andrew's Cross and the stocks. But what I love most is that thing in the corner -...
Note: This part contains certain elements such as spit play which you might not be into. It's a note different in tone than the previous part, in case you were searching for something identical in subtlety, so have this as a disclaimer. If you ARE into spit play though, you're in for a treat! Also, I'm a feedback whore so please let me know what you think, w...
'Are you done? Call me' This was the third message she had left today. Katherine stuffed her iPhone inside the handbag and began to wonder. Things had been very distant lately between Katherine and her boyfriend, Jaime. He had been acting rather strange ever since she talked about taking things slow. Quite honestly, Katherine wasn't ready to take their rel...
It was the summer of 1985, my cousin Bill was living in our basement apartment. Bill just recently moved back to the area as his Dad got him a job on a local oil rig. My wife and I allowed Bill to move in to the vacant apartment in our basement. Bill is five years my junior and three years younger than my wife. In 1985 my wife was twenty-five years old she w...
She walks past him as he works sitting at the desk overlooking the Master's bedroom. She enters the adjoining bathroom clothed, and leaves said room a few minutes later, naked as the day she was born. She never looks at him, and he doesn't acknowledge her presence. Silently, she opens two drawers in the chest of drawers near the desk. Three items are removed...
I write episodes of my encounters over the years. Happy to correspond with you over e-mail but do not send me uncovered pics. * If you are a member of the BDSM community, you would know about the bimonthly meetup at Richmond Circle in Bangalore. We are a mixed gender group of well heeled professionals who navigate the thin line that separates pain and plea...
When our youngest graduated the room over the garage was available again. It was home for three of our children while they completed collage. It was almost strange to see it vacant. My husband wanted to use it for storage. It seemed to be a good idea at the time, until George hurt his back and was forced into early retirement. That's when the bills started p...
"Of course I remember you Savannah, not sure I could forget. I think I can do a quick re-inspection tomorrow late afternoon, if that works for you?" A few months ago we had a couple of large hail storms come through that had caused damage and we ended up filing our first insurance claim for the roof. When our adjuster, Erik, arrived I was immediately smitte...