This story is about Jenny, a married mother of two, who is just starting work at a boys private school, as a full time nurse. The school has day pupils and boarders who live in during term time. The job was ideal for her as a working mother, allowing her to look after her own children in school holidays. It was the beginning of term at St Athelstan's and Je...
Mademoiselle, I am the Chatelaine of the Royal Palace of the King and Queen of the small secluded kingdom of Pansensual. As you know, our country, the country of your birth, is one whose history and culture have always been dedicated to pleasure and the sensual and carnal nature of humanity. To us the erotic is ultimate. It is our business, our code and our...
Act One ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Sally stood in her doorway, her big blue eyes framed in golden lashes, her cheeks a delicate pink, her lips all pouty and moist. "I'm going to have to cancel our date." She lifted her chin and her long, blond, perky, pony tail bounced ever so slightly. The faded gray t-shirt she wore did nothing to disguise the fullness of her brea...
As the weekend approached Willie Froehlich began to have apprehensive feelings about sitting down to dinner with Fraulein Dietz and her friends. She seemed to associate with some of the most ugly and uninteresting people in the world and he could predict that none of them would care a dot about reading good books or be interested in art. It seemed doomed t...
Thursday, 9:34 am His fingers fumbled with the lid of the bottle of water. Eventually, they managed to open it and pour the cool liquid down his throat. As Andrew Hargreaves swallowed, he noticed his wife watching him. "Save some for me," she said. Andrew screwed the lid back on and handed it to her. "So, having trouble keeping up?" "Me? No – I'm ju...
For the benefit of those who don't know how to speak proper, and to assuage those who would rather not have explanations in parenthesis in the body of the story, I have included a Glossary of Terms at the end of this story. No-one that I know speaks grammatically correct English with perfect syntax. So I write it as these people would speak it. CM The Joh...
Killian, Billy, Sir Billy who? Rae felt the tension roll through Killian and then he turned, while almost imperceptibly pulling her behind him. Giving her hand a reassuring squeeze, he let go, facing the man. High noon popped into her head, with his shoulders back and hands at his sides all he needed was a holster, a pistol, and a cowboy hat. "I'm finis...
This is one of several extra "mini stories" that are supplements to "The Beach House". Some of these will be elements of the story that I had in my head as I was writing a particular chapter, but which were left out because I couldn't fit them in or they didn't lend themselves to the first-person narration of the story. Others will be side stories that I tho...
Everyone's got a story about how they lost their virginity, and this is mine. Like everything, I tried to do it in the most spectacular way I could imagine. And I succeeded by my wildest adolescent fantasies. I was born and bred in New Orleans, Louisiana. My once thick accent has tapered off over the years into an easy drawl. Hard to believe to the casual r...
It was a Saturday, and it didn't get off to a great start! The alarm went off way too early, and my attempts to arouse my wife Jackie, went nowhere. Now that really was a bummer, because our twin girls were spending the weekend at the grandparents. Still, considering she'd spent most of last night getting her brains banged out at our friend Bob's surprise bi...