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...
Their last journey together. Dear readers, although this story is offered as a tale of love and devotion, the subject matter is highly controversial. Some might find this story harrowing while others may not approve of the premise. I offer it as a different yet, hopefully, still romantic slant on the usual St Valentine's Day stories. Story: Emma awoke an...
The last five years hadn't been easy for Sydney. With an infirm wife that needed practically all round care it wouldn't be. Not that he begrudged her that. It wasn't her fault. She'd been a good wife to him and so helping her in her needs wasn't a problem. The problem, if it is a problem, was that he is lonely. Sydney Thompson is sixty eight, his wife, Dor...
I feel like I'm losing my ability to stay calm and composed. I keep thinking about this totally inappropriate crush that I've been dealing with for months and months now. I'm a 29 year old black woman and I'm terribly attracted to a 60 year old white man. Each time I allow my thoughts to wander they end up in exactly the same place. My favourite fantasy in...
Allow me to introduce us. We're the Johnsons. I'm Harry, 43 years old. My wife is Julie who's two years younger. We have two kids - Sarah at 18 and Luke a year older. We live in Southern England on what Estate Agents call, "An Executive estate" full of four-bedroom detached houses, each with a small garden front and back. I'm a manager for a retail company...
"My Wife Is A Good Neighbour." by Lustdarkly A follow-on from "My Wife Makes a New Friend." - I wanted to hate Mr, Rippendale as much as I hated that prick James Thompson, but I couldn't. It would've been the same as, say, punching a little puppy. Not possible. Our elderly neighbour from across the cul-de-sac was every bit as charming as Karen had told m...
There is no sex in this story. It is instead an exploration of the double standards and hypocrisy that exist in today's society towards those people in the sex industry, the prostitutes and brothel owners who see themselves as participants in a service industry that sometimes caters for those who would destroy it. I am aware that I'm going out on a limb wit...
A follow-up to - "My Wife is a Good Neighbour." I chapped John's door and let myself in as I usually did, calling out my arrival. There was no answer, which was strange. My wife and he were always in the lounge, Karen, heart-stoppingly erotic, naked in the arms of our elderly neighbour, being caressed and fondled. It was always a stab in the heart to find h...
Kenzi Reinman sat up in bed, slipping off her sleeping mask. Her breathing was heavy, and there was a slight glisten of sweat on her chest, making her white tank top cling to her breasts. She had had an incredibly sexy dream- a forbidden, naughty, delicious dream. It had been about her much older, hot neighbour Mark Grath. He was old enough to be her daddy,...
Brian my husband had just got off the phone. I felt apprehensive, for the understandable reason that the person he had been talking to was Mr Norton. My husband was due to set off on Sunday morning, off on his trip and had been making arrangements. "Why did you call Mr Norton? I asked him meekly. "Oh, well, to thank him for fixing the kitchen sink for one...