G, a 27 year old man walked into the long room. The local girls' private school were holding an exhibition of art and G's younger sister had invited him. It was an exhibition of art with various photographs and pictures and portraits too. Many of the photographs had an erotic feel. And the room was a room was not a long room in the sense of a long rectangle...
Barbara Mason had smoothed down her black pencil skirt and straightened the seams on her shiny black silk stockings when the telephone rang. She reached over to her bedside table and took the phone out of its cradle before answering it. 'Hello?' 'Hello darling,' a posh voice purred. 'Oh, Hi Audrey.' 'Are you ready for him?' 'Yes I just have to put on m...
I had learned a lot about Georgina Lent since I had met her, and become her mentor. She was 51, dyed blonde hair and attractive, with a good body, and she didn't mind showing it off, if I was instructing her to do so. She was happy that a young man of nearly 20, had taken the time and trouble to become her friend and possible lover, and she had more or less...
This is the fifth part of my story about a mature married woman who becomes the family breadwinner after her husband has an accident. She becomes a Secretary for her Husband's Boss. Please read the previous chapters first as this will tell you the background to how we have got to here. As usual comments and ratings are appreciated and welcome. =========...
Chapter 6 Alison's Friends Indulge MEANWHILE in AMSTERDAM... THE CROMPTON AFFAIR The Hotel Queen Wilhelmina Isabel Crompton awoke and for a few moments could not think where she was. Then the memories flooded back and Isabel was unsure as to whether she should be astonished, appalled and mortified or satisfied, satiated and smug. Her husband Edward was sti...
This happened more than 20 years ago. It was only 1 o'clock and already it was turning out to be a good day. First; I was off work for the day, and second, on the seat beside me was a small paper bag with a pair of light blue thigh highs for my wife in it. I knew that when she got home tonight she would try them on with one of her mini skirts and some high...
Tony was sat at his computer. He was thinking about Lizzie, he'd wanted to catch her on the way out this evening but had been called in to see the boss, Mr. Williams and his manager, Helen about the presentation he was now just staring at. He re-focused on the monitor and typed a few more words before his mind crept back to Lizzie. There the name did it, she...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the story line is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies, but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** Summer was coming to an end and my "coming...
Thanks for the comments on the previous chapter – hope that you like this one. As stated in chapter one, all names are fictional. _________________________ He had only been dozing for a few minutes, but came round to the luxurious feel of her hand caressing his shoulders. He gazed at the tender movement of her fingers and rested his eyes on her wedding ri...
Brian Davies sat at his desk struggling with his conscience as he remembered what had occurred the previous evening at Mike Harris' house. He didn't think of Mike as a man in drag; he thought of Mike as the uber-sexy transvestite Michele Nylons. But the outcome of his visit to Michele's had not turned out as he planned it; he had taken liberties with Michele...