We had been living a peaceful and content life since marrying 2 years ago. I had opened a clothes shop nearby selling Asian style garments like sarees, abayas, bhurkas, kameez, niqabs and the like. Business was booming with the massive influx of Asian muslim customers moving into the area almost every month. We had lots of money, were happy with my 24 year o...
After dinner that evening, Naresh informed Meena that his mother would be coming round the following day, and Meena was to go shopping with her for gifts, as his parents were planning a trip to India. This was not a request, and Naresh probably didn't have too much say in the matter either. His mother was a fearsome little woman, shorter than Meena but round...
Of course, it was something that would happen: it was inevitable she would meet her new neighbour. They lived next door to each other, after all, admittedly in a part of suburbia where the houses were large and the gardens generous. They were not cheek by jowl. Perhaps he had knocked on her door when first moving in: only she had been out. Really, she should...
I lived an ordinary life as a married mum and doing accounts for a small family business until my husband Richard was promoted. This meant we had to move South but the job came with a house and was close to my parents for baby sitting. An additional perk for Richard was membership of the golf club. The new house was on the outskirts of a village next door...
It was anything but some seedy club, merely the back entrance to an office block. There was no one at reception at that early hour and only Sal and her neighbour in the lift. It was one of those well mirrored lifts reflecting back images of herself -- and her neighbour -- mirrors facing each other and therefore reflecting multiple images back and forth so th...
I thank LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. My editors, who hail from across the pond kindly pointed out a couple of words that could well confuse some readers: Rogering = Shagging = Copulating : Bristols = Rack = Front suspension = Breasts or tits, if you like. * Don't they all say 'Hindsi...
That Saturday, Jill had gone to a lot of trouble. She enjoyed being in the kitchen but this was to be a special occasion. There were two men to impress. Jill had never done anything like this but her anger and Aaron and her lust for Danny would ensure that she went through with her plan. She'd bought some expensive wine. Probably more than would be require...
Hi there. Thanks for dropping by. This is my first ever story, here or anywhere, so I hope you like it. Please note that it is not a real story, it is written in Literotica World reality, not the real world reality you live in, so you may need to suspend your beliefs a bit. It is solely for entertainment and I hope some do enjoy it for that. QW ***** I m...
I was still getting used to being on my own. My wife and I had divorced almost a year ago and when she packed up and moved out, it was the first time in many years that I had no one else to think of as I planned whatever it is that I would be doing. I had been in a funk recently but could feel that time had begun to work its healing magic and I was getting r...
Over the next month, Caroline 'volunteered' me for several more DIY tasks for our gorgeous neighbour. Changing light bulbs, fitting smoke alarms and taking her garden refuse to the recycling centre. On each occasion, she was dressed impeccably. I tried to memorise every detail of her subtly sexy outfits and couldn't wait to return to my study for 'relief'....