The Paul and Jenny stories Part 46. Rubies are Red. Part 18zt Paul. It was only ten-thirty when I escorted Louise to her room. Our plans were ever changing. Roddrego was returning to South America in three days with Bill when the team of American military advisors had been assembled. Both sides had stopped fighting. There had been celebrations on the stre...
This is a run of stories within my 'The Power of......." series. These, maybe shorter than usual, for me, stories look at how the clothes we wear influence and promotes our sexual feelings and arousal. As I have some photos from that party, I did try posting this to the Illustrated Story category. I couldn't make it work, but if you would like to how I lo...
It had been a surprisingly pleasant evening. Why surprisingly? Well, I must admit that the prospect of spending 'leisure' time in the company of my boss, Patricia, was something that I had found a little daunting. Not that Patricia wasn't good company, far from it. She was educated, intelligent, knowledgable and, it has to be said, attractive. Perhaps it was...
Chapter 09 – Hackney Clinic Dear Reader: This story presents adult situations in graphic detail. It is not suitable for anyone under 18 years of age. The characters and situations in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual people, places or events is coincidental. After seeing her previous evening's customer off to work, the dark...
After twenty years of marriage I still loved my wife but had lost the sexual edge. She had shared our sex life willingly but was never one to initiate lovemaking or even talk of it. So it was with some surprise that I heard her asking, "Have you ever thought I'd been unfaithful to you?" "The idea has never entered my head, but my thoughts once strayed tha...
There is a maze of lanes within the rich suburb; narrow, leafy roads that wind between the large houses with their high walls and hidden gardens. Many of these big houses were selling off their gardens to allow new apartments to be built in this expensive backwater of London. I had decided to walk. The rest of the team were working on a nearby redevelopm...
Thanks for reading this story- please note it is written in a slightly unusual format which is deliberate and is an attempt to replicate a stream of consciousness from one person's viewpoint. As such it does have some slightly non-standard punctuation, some long, rambling sentences, and it doesn't include any traditionally set out dialogue although there is...
Have you ever tried absinthe? If you haven't you should. This amazing, strong liqueur is nearly 70% proof, had the kick of a mule and gets you horny as hell. Jack and I had started to partake in this drink in work, not every day, maybe once a week, and the effects were fantastic. If you're careful, you don't get drunk, just a little high, a little mad, and...
Chapter one: One night stand. I broke a nail in my hurry to open the envelope. I had got it! My first London job. I was buzzing with excitement all the way to work. I had got it! Silly really, it was not my first job, nor did I need it. I have enough money of my own not to need to work to live, but I needed to work to keep my mind active. The first thing I...
Finally I'd made it. There I was sitting in the boardroom of our company. A Vice President at 35 years of age and after only five years with the company, and this was my first board meeting. The long table stretched far away down the room to where the more senior partners sat and the agenda was being read. The first item was my introduction to the board; the...