Part 1. It was a muggy summer evening; we girls were enjoying a pleasant after dinner drink on the balcony of a rather smart hotel overlooking the river Dart. Conversation was jovial and took the usual saucy turn amid our giggling and laughter. We were in full flow, when a very elegant looking lady, complete with a large gin & tonic approached us and asked...
Chuck and his quarry rushed through the streets of Verlor, no area of busy Old Town was sacred. The pavement glistened with a thin sheen left by rain that blasted the quarter only twenty minutes before. It was all the magic she had, her attempt at masking her escape. It didn't work. She got his Peering Stone, an important tool for a Man or Woman of Doors, M...
Shortly after moving into my new home in a new apartment block, one of those trendy places that had all mod cons, including pool, spa and sauna, I decided to try the sauna. As it was well after midnight, I found a towel large enough to cover my boobs and pubes and strolled down to the sauna. Imagine my surprise to find it occupied at this time of night. I...
Francis was distracted. He tried to keep listening to Michael but he couldn't keep his eyes --or ears for that matter -- off the young woman sitting caddy corner from him at the table to the left. She'd been talking with her friend since he'd been sitting and waiting on Michael. Usually Francis couldn't stand to listen to women drone on together but he rathe...
Feedback is welcome. * My name is Tony and I have a small outside catering business in Brighton. The business was hard work and I was struggling to keep it going. Until recently that is. I am 26, six ft tall, well built (thanks to my swimming, I am in the local team) and have been told that I am more than adequately endowed by my past lovers. One Friday...
Introduction: Authors note: Hello dear reader, this is my first story in this website and english is not my first language, but i am up for the challenge. Hope you like my story, and comments are aways appreciated. I decided to write this story seeing how short-lived most of the stories happen to be in this website (no offence intended) , so i hope that my s...
8 - Valentine's Night Massacre: Mackenzie's place was a long-term serviced apartment in Chelsea. Basically a furnished one bedroom flat but with a hotel's hot and cold running housekeeping. Mack and I had met on one of my first jobs for the TSG. I'd been attached to the Foreign and Commonwealth Office and posted to the British Consulate in Houston, Texas....
I don't know... people seem to have it in for me these days. First off, I come down the stairs this morning and there's a letter for me on the doormat from some anonymous person saying terrible things about me, really hurtful. I mean, what's that all about? Seems like I'd upset somebody just because of what I do. Well, you can't please everybody can you? But...
"So, Old Spencer said you had a nice arse, huh? How do you think we should confirm that?" he said pacing out from behind his desk, his eyes lusting after her. Before she could think of an answer, he walked behind her and pushed her forwards over his desk. Flipped up her mini skirt. What greeted him was quite possibly the most beautifully toned arse he'd eve...
Chapter 1 I'm going off the rails... Ozzy brought Ike fully awake as she reached for her phone. "I'm already off the rails, Ozzy maybe you should try it." She said, answering the phone. "It's your quarter." She sighed. "Is this Ike?" The faint female voice asked from the other end. "I'm in a shit load of trouble if its not, aren't I?" It was too early fo...