This is the final episode. Hope you like it. I wanted to portray Joan acting just to a limited extent like a slut without really being or becoming one, and to leave the series with her determination not to push the boundaries quite so far again. And, given that, I think any further chapters would be something of an anticlimax... If you haven't read the oth...
(A Watery Science Fiction Fantasy in Three Parts) "Here at DeepStar, we build the most sophisticate and exciting personal underwater craft in the world," said the wetsuit-clad male announcer. "Today the world is going to see this new class of submersible for the first time." Beside him was a submarine that was like no other. It was only 20 feet long and th...
I was in emotional turmoil as the last spasms of orgasm were leaving me. Jim was very matter of fact and seemingly unashamed as he stripped out of my wife's knickers, threw the three pairs on the bed and pulled his own shorts back on. I took Jill's knickers off and started to dress. "That was great." He said. "The best wanks always involve dirty knickers."...
Paula was indeed a sight to behold. Her thick red hair seemed altogether fuller a longer. Her make up so immaculately applied. Her lips so full and sensuous. She appeared to be wearing a white basque which was hardly containing her huge breasts. Over this was a kind of black cloak tied at the neck. James couldn't quite make out what she was wearing on her le...
Brian Davies sat on the hard toilet seat in a cubicle of the men's room on the twelfth floor of the building housing the large publishing company he worked for; he was reading the Daily Mail and trying to kill the last half hour before quitting time. As a middle-management employee he didn't really work mandated hours; he was expected to work whatever hours...
I took Jane to meet Sarah - and what an occasion that turned out to be. During the evening meal, Jane told us that her parents were leaving the county because of her father's job; he was being relocated to the North of England. Jane, upset at the thought of leaving her job and friends, and me, said she didn't want to go and intended looking for suitable acco...
Growing up in the North East of Scotland, I had a fairly sheltered upbringing. The social life of the community revolved around pubs and clubs. I was not allowed into the pubs, but had to stand outside with my bag of crisps and my bottle of Coke because of the licensing laws. I was however allowed into the clubs and it was there I developed my sexual fascina...
This chapter continues right where ch 05 left off. If you haven't done so, it would be best to read it before reading this chapter. All characters are over 18 years old Am not sure about US usage, but "glasses" in this story means "spectacles". ________________________________________ Diana changed back into her striped blouse and went to the kitchen to...
This is the fourth 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. =========...
She was outside the bar, fumbling with her carkeys. She kept dropping them, clearly too drunk to drive. She was 50ish, 5'4, stocky, with blonde hair, disheveled, make-up run-down, wearing a tight skirt/suit. The light rain had soaked her through, and she was shivering. 0bviously, a business woman who had a few too many after work. I had downed a few myself...