CHAPTER 5: COMING AT ONCE Introduction: The continuing story of the sexual adventures of a prep school teacher in the 1950s and 1960s. ***** By that third summer, however, a new colleague had joined us, and I now record my few experiences with her, for she was with us only one term. I will call her Bianca, because she was so pale as to be almost albino. S...
We had a wonderful summer wedding and immediately after we honeymooned in Spain, both itching to get at each other. My wife Louise was a beautifully slim, pale skinned young woman. I was 22 she was 21. Since we first met Louise had always been a tease and unsurprisingly on our honeymoon my little minx of a wife flirted with the young Spanish men in and aroun...
My name is Bud and I believe the sexiest women all have just a small flaw or two, something that contrasts so that one is made aware of just how captivating they are. I know such a woman but only from afar. I don't believe she is interested in me at all. But I worship her and love to see her everyday. To describe the sexiest woman that I can think of would...
Welcome to Part 3 of Jack and Lena's story. Bach gets a mention, but Pachelbel figures more! I didn't know he was a family friend of the Bachs until I researched this story. A vote, or a comment is welcome, as always. ***** George was meeting a friend, so she had dressed and left us. She had stayed to comfort me after my little meltdown. Our silly banter,...
With apologies to Jane Austen! * The story so far: Mr & Mrs Bennet are anxious to find rich husbands for their daughters Jane, Elizabeth, Kate and Lydia but their immediate problem is the lack of an heir. Should the elderly Mr Bennet die without a son there property will be inherited by clergyman, Mr Collins, an odious cousin. Elizabeth has undertaken to f...
PROLOGUE: The Boston area publication that I selected catered to an audience seeking an extensive selection of personals, some of which that are quite entertaining others blatant in their sexual content. I advertised for a female companion to travel free with me across country in my 34' ultra-modern motor home. I was hoping for a young woman that not only...
We met on holiday. Four couples. Middle aged, child free and open for excitement. Our hotel offered peace and quiet, indulgent comfort, good food, and room for romance. Adults only, no single sex groups (that means no stag parties in hotel speak!), no business conferences and discreet service. The setting was delightful. The front balconies overlooked the l...
Dear Dr. Messersmidt -- First of all, Robert, you are right. I deliberately stopped writing too soon, and I did it on purpose. I left a lot unsaid because I wanted to make sure that you wrote me back and, let's face it, you're not the best at keeping up correspondence, are you? But, since you did write back, I'll reward your timely letter with what I know...
ΑΖΣ 01: Sharing a Space There it was again. That deep, incessant buzzing that always seemed to visit their room in the middle of the night. Not that it was ever quiet. Their radiator droned twenty-four-seven as it labored to heat the cold room. This was different. The deep-centered humming only arose in the middle of the night, making it even more difficult...
After the rather entertaining (and stimulating) evening that Anna and I spent with our neighbours Henry and Louise - and the first oysters of the new season - I had to go up North for a while. My favourite aunt, who had been on her last legs for a few years, finally died. In her younger days, Aunt Linda had been the brain in the family. But, as the years w...