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...
Reading the reviews to the story 'house guest' I noticed a funny reference to my panties, the way it read was that I should not only have had a new dress but also some new 'drawers' then the reviewer went on to say something along the lines of 'although not with lips whatever that might be'. Now either he has not read correctly the occurrence of what is comm...
Summer sun tingled across my bare shoulders as I slipped my hand into my husband's, matching my stride with his as we walked from the student union to the building on the university campus where he taught. His messenger bag filled with student papers and his textbook copy set up an alternate rhythm on his opposite hip. I'd decided to take advantage of the...
*** Let me know what you think – this is my first ever story so feedback is appreciated! Oh, and the names in the story have been changed to protect the innocent ;-) *** * * * * * This is a fantasy I've built up while watching and admiring the lovely Jane, while she teases me and others from the safety of her web cam, aided and abetted by her husband Dave....
My bike has broken down so I decide to get the tube into central London one afternoon instead. I'm wearing jeans and a t-shirt. What the hell, I'm going commando. It's one of those tube journeys that takes an age with the driver stopping and starting between stations so I pick up a copy of the Metro newspaper from the seat beside me. There's always one hang...
Executive Decisions is a series of short stories starting with The Meeting, then Working Dinner, Going Up? and now this one. They can be read individually or one after another. Thanks to all of my friends for helping me with this story. Piper & MzJ, thanks TONS! I really hope you enjoy them and as always feel free to send me any and all comments or suggestio...
I walk into the restaurant, eyes scanning for your now familiar face. After a few seconds, I spot you in the back corner, wearing a short skirt and a low-cut t-shirt that shows off your ample curves to maximum advantage. You ask, "What took you so long?" as you pop part of a cherry-nut muffin between your succulent lips. "Unavoidably detained, some clown i...
The maitre d' greets them with a smile as they arrive at the restaurant a few minutes before their reservation. Leaving her for only a second, in a low voice, he let's the maitre d' know that they would like to have a corner booth with a view of the dining room. When he slips the man $20, he smiles and says he will be only a moment. As they follow the waite...
I'm crouched behind a tree, looking into the window of your computer room. But of course you don't know that. God bless the architect that put that floor-to-ceiling window in your office. I've been watching you – this session at least – for about an hour now. I've been watching you while you sit at your computer. You must be chatting again, because your lips...
Chapter 1 – Ready to Play? It starts innocently enough - your young wife sits beside you, wearing a stunning a-line dress, her long legs curled under her. As normal at this time of night she's painting her beautifully manicured nails a luscious colour. Tonight it's plum. Yet this time she has a huge grin on her face. You pretend to read as she strokes the v...