Annabelle slammed the hotel door, dropped her suitcase, briefcase and handbag on the bed, and collapsed down beside them. She was shattered. The journey from London to Chicago had been exhausting; she had caught the red eye last night which had had to put down at JFK for four hours with engine trouble, and then, when she got to O'Hare Airport, her credit car...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2017/September 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *************************************************...
I wonder how many of you raving sexy lady readers are like me and don't wear any undies at all, no bra, no tights and most important of all no panties. Even in winter unless it is very cold I wear only stockings and suspenders under my skirts or dresses. It all started over ten years ago when Chris, my partner persuaded me to try leaving them off when I wa...
Being of a certain age I have fond memories of holidays in Butlin's Holiday Camps. The camps sprang up in the u.k. during the 50s and had their heyday in the 60s and 70s. The entertainment was organised by Redcoats who wore red blazers with white shirts/blouses and white trousers (men) and white pleated skirts (girls). The girls were always fun loving and...
"Mary, let me get you out of this thing." Julie said stepping next to Mary. Mary's heart was pounding, she couldn't say anything, she was too afraid now. Mary undid the button in the front of the skirt, and the skirt lowered a bit on Mary's hips. She then realized this would be even worse now. She forgot that she would have to somehow step out of the skirt....
One day, not long after Alexis had told me about her cheerleader skirt, she wore a short, grey skirt with wide, shallow pleats, and a tight, cream, henley top, while we went looking for "antiques." I hadn't seen the skirt before, but it was driving me crazy with the way it bounced as she walked. "Where did you get that skirt?" I asked. I was watching the me...
At the age of 35, I've only just discovered how easy it is to encourage women to flaunt their sexy bodies and not mind men looking at them. While most women don't like to be called sluts, some of the signs are pretty easy to spot: low cut tops; short skirts; tight pants. This one, however, caught me by surprise. "Do you like my shoes?" Niki had been chat...
Sarah returned to the living room wearing her new 'outfit'. What a sight. The skirt was like one of those semi-tartan numbers, only it was plain dark red, with thin pleats. And she wasn't kidding – it was short. The top she was now wearing was a kind of lycra singlet sports top which finished a few inches below her breasts, leaving her mid riff bare. She had...
It was five o'clock on a Saturday and I was cruising around with Andy, Russell, Marty and Bill. They may be the Math and Science Club nerds, but they're also my best friends. I asked them what they planned to do for the evening and the boys said that they were going downtown to watch professional wrestling. They asked me if I wanted to join them, but I decli...
For some time now my good lady has been doing a bit of modelling for amateur photographers. Nothing too serious, mainly glamour style shots, but a little bit of topless and the occasional nude shot here and there. I handle all the enquiries from photographers, checking their references etc. etc. before booking shoots. Too be quite honest I get a kick out o...