Sir David loved his wife. He knew she would be his the first time he saw her, standing by the flower stall at the corner of Finch Street. By the way she was dressed he knew she came from a good family, and when her father called to her from their handsome cab and he recognized him from the House, he promised himself to have her and make her his wife. Two y...
(Please Read 'The Assistant Manager's Story' first) The next day Neha met me at the appointed place far from where she lived. She told me where to go. On the way I said, "I'll cook up lunch for you, my dear. I'm sure you'll like it. OK?" She looked at me and smiled, "Alright. You did promise me lunch." "What will you tell your mother if you're late?"...
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...
Miranda looked at herself in the mirror one last time before going downstairs. She was dressed more conservatively then usual, but it was for a good cause so she was prepared to suffer. Her only concessions to her usual mode of dress were the number of buttons undone on her blouse and the thigh high part in her skirt. Now, if Tim agreed she was, at first gla...
From the author: if you haven't noticed, my stories tend to focus on infidelity. I find the notion exciting and express it with words rather than deeds. If you want background on the following story, I suggest you read "Marriage Troubles", which documents how Jamie and Nita get together. However, reading that series is certainly not a prerequisite. I will su...
Binky sat back down on her chair and gave Marco a broad smile. "Come on Binky, why the naughty look?' Marco asked. ''What have you been up to?" Binky took a cigarette out of Marco's packet and lit it. "Let's just say that your earlier "confession'' made me a tad hot under the collar.'' Binky took a long drag of her cigarette and blew smoke rings into the...
Part 11 Ray: At this point, let me say something about Crystal. She is a girl who can make a man growl before he realizes he has done it. It's almost like a, "Did I do that???" From the top of her lovely long hair to the tips of her tiny toes, by way of her beautiful full breasts and her slickly shaven pussy, she is totally a classy lady. If she is going t...
The lights dim as the curtains pull apart. The theatre is filled with sound and light. Normally I can engross myself in the action – fuck it – I can watch the cinema ads and still enjoy myself. But today I have other matters on my mind. Damn it my cock is hard in my pants and I can feel moisture on my jocks. The creature that is consuming my thoughts is sit...
The house stood in a quiet suburb of Paris. It called itself a house of assignation rather than a brothel. In the salon, an aging man quietly played the piano. Madam walked into the salon. "Monsieur, what is wrong? Can we do anything for you?" The man continued playing. "Thank you madam, but I do not think there is anything you can do." "Perhaps … let me...
Mother was queer. That's what everyone used to call it when a woman lived with a woman. Donna was a few years younger than Mom was. She moved in when I was a senior in high school. She didn't have any legs. We lived in a large town in a large downtown flat in a tall building. The elevator was an essential part of Donna's ability to do things. They worked in...