Anton was quiet at last; otherwise Charlotte would never have dared peep into his bedroom without knocking first. However, there was no polite reason for watching him sleep. In fact, reason didn't come into it at all, polite or not. Reason had deserted them days ago when his wife, Charlotte's big sister, fellated her secret lover at the wheel of his Aston Ma...
When Pam and I married we were both virgins in the sense that we had never had sex with anyone else. We met in our late teens and married when we were 21. When we finished having children we were still relatively young. Pam is an attractive blonde, petite, smallish breasts (but nice, with perfect nipples), lovely legs, flat tummy and small butt. I remember a...
My name is Jenny Blithe. At the time of writing I am in my mid fifties. I have been married once, to Tom, who died in a skiing accident about five years after we got married. I have had two lovers since then, but neither of them worked out, the first turning out to be a lout, and the second a foul-mouthed pig. After that I gave up and contented myself with a...
My wife and I have enjoyed a liberated lifestyle for the past few years in the sense that that we both tend to enjoy her nudity, even in the presence of others. At first she was quite shy but as time passed she became more and more at ease with her body. At this point most stories go into some description of what the lady in the story looks like, but I won'...
Tyson had never seen anyone like her before. She looked like a gothic angel. She was leaning over the railings of the subway platform. She had a beautiful figure. She was small to medium height and slim in just the right places. Tyson looked her over from head to foot. She was wearing black, knee-high leather boots and fishnet stocking over her bare legs. He...
Moving house way across the other side of the country wasn't my idea of fun. I don't honestly think that Sonia was too pleased about it either, but my wife's medical career was in its early stages and the promotion provided some much needed extra cash. So, a new house and town beckoned and, for me, the problems of making some new friends. I have always enjo...
Sometimes there are things that happen in your life that you almost take for granted. For me, it’s one particular private area on the banks of the Lachlan river in country New South Wales, and a situation I found myself drawn into for over 2 years. Most of the mainstream boating, swimming and fishing occurs in the area of town in which the river cuts throu...
Every summer up at the lake there's a huge BBQ that includes the cabins on the South Side of the lake. The usual familiar faces are there and each year, there's a fresh crop of new people. Over the course of the day yard games are played, we go water skiing, there's lots of eating and beer drinking, and some serious volleyball in the sandpit down by the lak...
Author's note: This is a collection of independent, stand-alone short stories about my wife. Some are fiction, while others are memories and flashbacks. They were written separately and never edited for continuity, so there are tense changes, repeated phrases, etc. I make no apologies, because these were intentionally spur-of-the-moment. Enjoy. --------- 1...
I was taking the night train from Paris to Perpignan. There were no sleeping compartments left, and, as the train pulled out of the station at 7 p.m., I was resigned to spending the night dozing upright in my seat. That was annoying enough, but what irritated me more was that I had eaten an unpleasant hamburger on the way to the station. I watched enviousl...