Have you ever noticed that even though you seem to sleep well, if you aren't in your own bed you don't seem to rest as well? I knew before I had opened my eyes that I wasn't at home in my own bed. It took a few seconds to remember where I was and who the naked man sleeping beside me was. I stretched and felt the sticky reminder of our sex the night before....
Lisa arrived home at her usual time, 10:45 PM; too late to catch sight of her husband before he had left for work. Over the last few months the combination of her school and work schedules and his classes and four night a week 11:00 PM to 7:00 AM retail gig had meant they rarely saw each other until the weekend. "Another night in the glamorous lives of grad...
If you haven't read Chapter 1 then you might wish to read it before continuing. It's just a suggestion. If you're more into the erotica, you didn't miss much, however if you crave more background of the characters you may wish to check it out. So here I was sitting poolside watching the two young French girls frolicking in the pool. Both Sophie and her fri...
As each day went by I held my breath. Was this going to be day Francesca fell off the wagon. I knew she was doing it hard, especially as I had also forbidden her to smoke. You may feel this was unduly harsh, but I felt smoking was feeding her craving for alcohol. Francesca was on edge and irritable, and I could tell she was not sleeping well. Often I would h...
The plot thickens - or at any rate, gets a lot more gooey: After her mysterious absorption and expulsion by the tree, Alison’s whole manner changed. It humbled her, and yet made her more confident; she no longer needed to be pompous and dictatorial to get things done, but slowly acquired a natural authority. She smiled and joked more often, and dressed more...
I woke to the sensation of Liz rubbing her hands across my bare chest playfully pulling the hair and gently teasing my nipples. Her naked brown skin shone against the white sheets which we pushed down to our waists in the warmth of the sunshine streaming through the window. "Come on lover," she purred. "I'm starving and I really need to get something to dri...
I looked up surprised as Tom, my husband, swore and brushed the papers he was working on onto the floor. "There's no way I can work this out." He sat back in his chair holding his head in his hands. I went over and put my arms around his shoulders. "Surely it's not as bad as all that." He shook his head. "I'm afraid it's very bad and it's going to get wors...
The kitchen was bustling with activity as we boiled spaghetti, cooked the sauce, tossed a salad and baked some garlic bread. It was a meal that would have gone well with a nice red wine, but there was no alcohol permitted at The Farm. As usual, the meal was a loud and raucous affair, during which I shared a few knowing looks with Denise, Maryann and Sarah, b...
It was just a few weeks into the Rugby season when I went with Carl to a game at his old club. We were stood with the coach and reserves during the game and some of the things I said were not very complimentary. They were not playing well and by half time were down by twelve points. As they walked off the pitch I even offered to play for them in the second h...
Carol went home feeling both happy and satisfied. Happy that she found a new source of income with a great group of guys that she liked and satisfied that her body still hummed after the intense orgasms she experienced with the same guys. There was something she enjoyed about exposing herself in front of these men. She had never considered herself to be an e...