Chapter Two - Moving On Helen and me have been married long enough for us to have celebrated our Silver Anniversary a few years back (you do the math) and I have to say that life as we go through our fifth decade couldn't be better for the pair of us ... or maybe it could; we'll see. We live in South London in a large house inherited when Helen's parents p...
They sat at the dark oak dining table; two candles set between them; outside beyond the panes of glass in the window it was not yet quite dark. George Crombie seated at the head of the table, young Ivy Reid at the other, a little formal in their placing but so was the setting out of cutlery, glassware and china. Between them a bottle of wine in an ice bucket...
Is this really a good idea? I asked myself as I started getting undressed. Everything else was ready. The door was unlocked, the trace to the living room was traced by Ron's favourite pieces of my lingerie, the letter was laying on the coffee table. Last thing to prepare was myself. I already took a long, refreshing shower. I don't usually spend too much...
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I returned home in the evening grateful that I managed to beat the traffic, and opened the front door and yelled: "Honey, I'm home!" but all I got was silence. Cathy wasn't home. I slammed shut the door and dropped my briefcase in the living room and went looking upstairs and sure enough, it was empty. She had probably gone to her friend's place or stopped...
He was just working away, no real rush to it, putting boxes on shelves. The only one working in this area of the warehouse, he had his earbuds in with tunes blazing; so when she put her hands on his shoulders he jumped about 6 feet in the air. It was worth almost having a heart attack to hear her laugh and see those gorgeous dimples. "Better call maintenance...
Another day, my lover is already on his way to work as a locomotive electrician for the railroad. The sun shines through the curtains of my bedroom and the birds are chirping. I am in a great frame of mind today, last night my lover told me what my heels do for him. The way he told me he, was getting me turned on! and his husky voice had a lot of feeling w...
At the close of ‘Part 2’ of ‘Life with Torrie’ I wrote that ‘Part 3’ would be about sexual experiences I had with other people early in our married life. Well I changed my mind since these experiences did not include Torrie. So here is the next installment in ‘Life with Torrie.’ If you want to read about my experiences with Roxie, Karen and Sherry, you’ll be...
Raechel straightened the skirt of her dress one more time before she knocked on the door of the beautiful craftsman house in the middle of the swanky middle class neighborhood. She giggled at the hand lettered sign that read Chez Vous in curlicue script and hung in the window of the door. The beautiful oak door opened just as she raised her hand to knock and...
I am a well educated suave gentleman, like to meet new people and make friends from all walks of life. I live in Mumbai, in my early 40's, fit, look young, smart and handsome. My height is 5'7" and weight 68 kg, wheatish skin, clean shaven. I keep my hair short, mainly black with some natural greys. The ladies like my non-pushy, easy going attitude and the...