It is the uncharacteristic silence of the room that wakes Bob suddenly. He misses the steady ticking of the antique clock which usually sits on the bedroom dresser. Then there is the darkness. Bob wonders what has happened to the night-light which usually shines from the hallway. A momentary light through the window from a passing car reveals the ceiling and...
Monique played a card and stifled a yawn. It was the last night of our business trip. We'd planned to go out, but the rain had turned to sleet, and so we'd just eaten in the hotel dining room and come up to her room to play cards. And now we were both getting a little bored. "I hope the streets clear up by morning," I said, playing a card of my own. "If z...
It was a Friday afternoon during the last school break when the music teacher had called for me. One of the pupils in a lower grade had delivered a message that Mrs. van Zyl would like to speak to me before end of the school day. As I didn't take music as a subject, I was very curious. It was a very small school in a small town with only about 100 pupils fro...
This story is based on an actual incident that occurred around 1980. I have altered some identifying information to protect the anonymity of my wife "Lynn," our friend "Nelly," and me, "Ben." The experience of that Saturday afternoon has spawned many masturbation fantasies for the past 25 years, and so I've added a few details from my imagination to spice it...
Laura loved her job as a nurse. The work perfectly suited her talent and concern for others. She worked hard to impress her colleagues and supervisors as she was one of the new hires at a prestigious hospital. She knew she would advance in the department and accepted that her role as the 'new' nurse would be short-lived. New nurses would be hired and she'd m...
At 21 I thought I knew it all. I had decided that I didn't need college and ended up working for slave wages at some office building in town. I wasn't even sure what the company did. I just made the coffee and filed the files, but I knew that if I caught the eye of the right person I had the potential to go places. It was a big company. I kept my skirts shor...
I hope you enjoy Chapter 06 of A Titillating Tale As always comments are welcome. MKvDeepSea * When I called her on the Sunday after the party, Billie and I agreed to wait until I arrived home before she regaled me with tales of her busy little tail. She apparently had been a 'wicked' little thing and wanted to tell me her tales in person rather than on t...
I had been traveling for many moons on my way from protecting the people and interests of the lamas in lands far away from my home, back to Nepal for the funeral of my teacher and uncle. He had taught me the ways of the Dap-Dap warrior priests, protectors of the precepts and traditions. In the tradition of Buddhism, we learned never to take life unless there...
You'd think being married to the minister of our local Methodist Church, not to mention acting as choir director every Sunday, would be more than enough to make me comfortable getting up in front of a crowd of people and singing. You'd be wrong. I love to sing. Any vocal music turns me on, whether choir, classical, gospel, or popular. My problem has always...
Hearing the vehicle labouring up the track to their isolated farm, Grace detached the dozing toddler. He seemed contented enough. If he needed more, he could certainly wait until after John left. Hank rarely ventured through the front door, so a single button would suffice to close her blouse. Lifting Sam to her hip, the slender young woman walked to the s...