It was a Friday evening after a hot muggy summer's day, and it looked like it was leading onto a hot muggy Friday night. It was one of those rare evenings when I had no plans. No date, no baby-sitting job, nothing. I was going to have a long cool bath and relax on my bed, watching TV and nibbling on junk food. Then the phone rang. Unfortunately it wasn't an...
It was a cold and rainy evening as she paced the master bedroom floor. The stone covered with fine burgundy rugs and the fireplace lit to keep dampness away. Her husband should be home soon, gone many weeks in travel with his retainers to other towns, trading. They were not overly rich, but hardly hurt for money, to live in a large house such as this she tho...
Chapter 2 First Night I spent the rest of that day sleeping and eating and the maid came and went at regular intervals. I felt no hostility towards this thing that served me but was irritated that it would not speak to me at all. It kept putting a finger to its lips and, at one stage, I really felt that it wanted to speak but couldn't for some reason be it...
Holey Nightie: The Golden Tongues Affair When the door swung open, Miss Cashnickel nearly fainted. There in the doorway, dark eyes literally glowing with confidence, was Agent 0011-1/2. He removed his light jacket with a bold flourish and tossed it a dozen feet across the room, where it landed dead center on one of the hooks of the wood and copper coat rack...
Dave's mind was in turmoil, here he was dressed partially in women's clothing that all the world could see and stare at and think 'what sort of guy would wear a rubber skirt in public?', but at the same time he was ecstatic at being able to wear the latex panties and skirt especially as they had only just come off a beautiful women who he had brought to an o...
Sarah woke slowly. The dream she was having was a pleasurable one, leaving her nipples hard and a tingle radiating from her pussy. Her hand sleepily wandered up her stomach bringing her satin nightie with it, and brushed the underside of her breast before coming to her areola. Tracing a circle around her nipple provoked her thighs to squeeze together, bringi...
Terry woke to a loud banging on her front door—a very loud banging. She slipped a bathrobe over her red nightie and slid the manuscript she had yet to let go of into a drawer as she crossed the apartment to find out what was going on. Through the peephole in the door Terry saw her assistant from the office, Roberta, flanked by two policemen. "What's this?"...
Caroline awoke in white satin sheets. She felt drowsy. She didn't know where she was. Or who she was. She couldn't seem to remember anything for that matter. All she could observe was that she was in a room that consisted of a California king size bed, a very large rectangular mirror on the far wall, two dark mahogany nightstands and a beautiful crystal chan...
I awoke slowly, enjoying the warmth and comfort of the bed and thick quilt. My mind was slowly trying to separate half remembered dreams from reality. Pink panties. A lacy bra. Viv's breasts. Excitement. Embarrassment. Suddenly my eyes were open as the catalogue of disjointed dream images slotted into the reality of the previous evening. Even as the memori...
I had been out shopping with Jen. When she and I got back to our house, I had no idea Michael was home. I thought he was at the office working. Jen and I chatted for a few minutes and then she headed out. I opened one of the bags which had a cute little nightie I had purchased. I knew Michael would love it on me. As I thought about the fun of revealing it...