Hey there, sexy readers, it's me again, Faye, your faithful flirty filthy CHYOA librarian. Gosh, it's been simply ages since we've had a chance to chat, but I've been so busy filing away all your delightfully dirty stories I've hardly had a moment to relax. What I really need is a little me time. A chance to unwind with my favourite toys and the highest qual...
I had been cleaning the house this morning when I discovered a packet of cigarettes hidden behind some books. The packet of cigarettes was unopened, and Francesca maintained they had been there for several weeks; however she also knew she had broken one of our golden rules of no alcohol or cigarettes in the house. "Will you punish me now?" she pleaded. It...
As I wave farewell to my Mother-In-law, Francesca, as she boards her flight to return to France, I struggle to suppress my regret, both emotionally and sexually. I deeply hope she will be true to her word and returns to live with us in New Zealand once she has sorted her financial affairs back in her native France. I cannot help but contrast my current feel...
The following evening, which was Friday, Dave and Paula again arrived just after dinner. It was clear that even though Francesca and Paula were being punished for their stupid wine-drinking incident earlier in the week, the punishment sessions were now overlaid with a high degree of sexual tension, especially after the previous evening. I knew I was responsi...
As each day went by I held my breath. Was this going to be day Francesca fell off the wagon. I knew she was doing it hard, especially as I had also forbidden her to smoke. You may feel this was unduly harsh, but I felt smoking was feeding her craving for alcohol. Francesca was on edge and irritable, and I could tell she was not sleeping well. Often I would h...
The following evening, Thursday, Dave and Paula arrived around after dinner. Francesca was still fully clothed as she had been entertaining Abigail and was just in the process of reading her bedtime stories until she fell asleep. Olivier and I shared a coffee with Dave and an edgy Paula until Francesca finally joined us. The five of us then went into the lou...
Despite the fact I had needed to punish Francesca for having the packet of cigarettes in the house, I was actually feeling very confident she was over the worse of her addictive tendencies, particularly the alcoholism which was by far the greater worry. It had been several weeks without any major issues and I was actually feeling pretty damn smug that my hig...
Traveling for work is the best. You gotta love it when your boss, or whomever, pays your airfare, hotel and most importantly, your food and beverage. New Orleans was our venue that particular year. And seriously? They expected us to accomplish something? Suffice to say, I was drunk for about four days straight. It was such a party that I would wake up ever...
Author's note: And this is the last of the 'buildup chapters.' All previous caveats apply! ***** It was a moment Sarah would always remember, being announced with James as she entered the main ballroom of India House. She knew there were more than a few envious eyes on her as James escorted her on his arm and, for a moment, she allowed herself the little f...
I still don't know to this day how it came about but sometime fairly soon after we met, my wife, Lisa, and I realized that aside from being really good friends and sharing a wide range of mutual interests, we also shared a sexual fantasy, and that was for her to get it on with a tall, young and hot stud. What helped propel the fantasy along was that we live...