It all began with having had a little too much to drink one evening with my friend and neighbour, Marc. Marc, the consummate ladies' man, was nothing if not self-confident; something I always found simultaneously galling and enviable. Somehow though, his charm always made even the worst of his shortcomings tolerable, don't ask me why. That night, several mon...
"Hold the elevator!" Called Brad, as he and his wife Sue raced along the empty corridor of their apartment bock. As the door began to close, he saw a small, slender hand hit the door open' button on the control panel, and the door slide smoothly back with a quiet hum. "Thanks" he said as he stepped aside, allowing Sue to enter first. "No problem" Brad loo...
- 1 - It was a beautiful warm day, and I had it to myself. My wife Sam was interstate on business for the week, and not due back for another five days. For me that meant housework to be done, but plenty of time to enjoy my own space, and entertain one particular hobby. I smiled to myself, and not for the first time, I stopped in front of a mirror and pulled...
So my wife and I are watching "Isidingo", a popular South African soapy, one evening after we had both arrived home from work. It's high summer though, so the early evening is a lovely combination of moisture and heat - great for those who like sweat... bleh! As usual I had already shed my longs, shirt and underpants in the bedroom almost as soon as I had ar...
(This story contains gay incest between father and son who become mother and daughter.) *** Brian had been in his house for nearly three weeks before he saw any sign of his neighbours. Then, one morning in June, he noticed two women working in the garden. He judged them to be mother and daughter from their likeness to one another but whereas the daughter w...
Susan reflected that it was only last Thursday that she first met her neighbour, Andrew. He had pulled up in his truck, unloading timber for the new deck he was building. Tall and handsome, with a rugged element about him, he wasn't the normal type of man she would be attracted to. She had gone to her mailbox, ostensibly to collect her mail, but the reality...
An iron grey cloud passed overhead as Jenny skipped from the bus, kicking up the puddles from the earlier downpour. Just then,the 18-year old student with strawberry blonde hair tied in bunches realised her mistake: the bag visible through the window in the seat she'd just vacated. Waving frantically, the driver oblivious cut an oblique path into the line of...
Chapter 3 -- Release in the Garden Gary walked slowly, almost in a daze, down Zoe's garden back to the gate at its very end. His world was getting very strange - and very pleasant. He had just shared a very nice lunch with his neighbour, a really nice salad with chilled white wine and had done so whilst he was completely naked and now he was walking down he...
Thanks to Miss Veronica for editing this one for me. *** Paul shuffled around his new house aimlessly. He had moved in two days ago and was still trying to adjust to this new environment. It was a small house, much smaller than he was used to, but when his wife passed away, he knew he needed to move out of their old house. There were just too many memories...
The green corduroy jacket hung in the wardrobe in Sal's bedroom nestled between her own clothes. It was a strange intimacy with a piece of male clothing from a man she really did not know at all well. One thing if it belonged to a boyfriend or a lover, a husband even, but quite another for just a neighbour. Perhaps she should have hung it in one of the spare...