This is a true story of lust and longing that an older married man has for his sexy single neighbour and how this develops into an obsession for him. I welcome all comments, both positive and negative, on my stories or please feel free to email me. Chapter 01 - The Beginning My wife no doubt thought that I fancied Stacey but she clearly never knew the len...
Chapter 1 Beginnings He stood in his kitchen transfixed by the site from his window, of his beautiful mature neighbour naked, stood in her bedroom window. What to do, what if she saw him looking, was he really seeing things? Surely no, not her posed like that. She was married to Mr boring and sensible, they lived a plain normal life, mundane even. She wasn'...
I blame that swine, my uncle Zak. What has he turned me into? (What has he turned us both into, Yanti and me?) My fingers toy with my pussy as bits of my mind yell, Stop it right now! (But I don't.) David is asleep; hard day at work. I can hear his breathing, deep and long, as I wish mine was. I try not to shake the mattress as my fingers, as if with a mind...
This chapter is in moderation. The chapter content will be available again soon. Thank you for your patience!What's next? DeletedLocked DeletedLocked My best friend's husband (when younger) My best friend's husband (present day) The young dragon The dragon's uncle A chance encounter on the dog walk A business trip to America The younger man a...
The Neighbour Part 02. I agonized over what to wear to Gary's house for dinner. I considered two options that were on total different ends of the spectrum in terms of the type of outfit. The exact outfit wasn't really what was at issue; it was the impression that was being conveyed that was at issue. 'Should I wear something comfortable that can easily al...
Here I am – 55 years of age and living a comfortable, but rather dull life. Married 30 years ago to a nice girl: Caroline – now a woman of 48. She was an attractive woman during her twenties and thirties – a plain face, but lovely dark hair and long shapely legs. We weren't able to have children, though we tried. Unfortunately, after tests, we discovered tha...
I watched Kay as she floated past me , her wavy shoulder length hair swirling as she walked , hips swaying as she carved a path through the crowd on the lawn heading towards the makeshift bar on the terrace. The eyes of other husband's followed her catching every movement of those sexy hips, taking in her shapely calves as she strode purposefully towards her...
This is the continuing story of an older married man's obsession with his next door neighbour and how it develops into more than both of them bargain for. Please feel free to comment on my stories and all comments, both positive and negative are welcome. Or feel free to email me comments or thoughts or ideas about stories. Part 2 - Stacey Alone Stacey smi...
I am sure that my fetish for mohair, and later angora as well, began when I was young. I suffered asthma as a child and after an attack one day I remember my much older cousin's girlfriend, who must have been in her early twenties, wearing a black mohair sweater and kneeling next to my bed and gently stroking my chest to help relieve the tightness in my ches...
Mr and Mrs Hill had lived next door to the Johnson's for six months now. A young, newly wed couple, they reminded Hilary of her and her husband when they were at that age. Both Hilary and her husband would giggle at night as they could hear the newlyweds make the most of their house together. From what Hilary could work out, Marie was the more dominant of th...