My wife asked me where my stocking fetish came from. When I was a late teenager in the 50's, real nylon stockings had just come to the UK and all the women started wearing them. They were very expensive at the time, so women would look after them, wash them and generally treat them with great care. I would watch my Mother take her nylons off in the evening,...
When Bob arrived home, he called out for his wife, Elizabeth. Relief flooded through him when he found her note in the kitchen. She would be out with her friends till late and not to wait up. On previous occasions when he knew his wife would be out he had always followed the same routine. It wasn't great but he made the best of things. He knew Elizabeth...
Part One - The Ensemble “Are the socks ready?” “Oui Monsieur.” “Put them on the tray in the Hall.” I watched the maid leave the room. By heaven even I was turned on, that tiny skirt and those fishnet tights tottering into the Hall on stiletto heels. Two days getting ready, two days! Still, it’s what he wanted. No one could ‘dress’ the French Maid like Pa...
I woke from a rumbling fart and eggy stench from the pillow I had been sleeping on. I looked up and remembered where I was and what had happened. Fabonita had kicked Carol out of our bedroom and made me sniff her gas while she took a nap, and I slept with my head on her bum. Her farts must have put me to sleep as well. It was now dark outside and well into t...
Our love ain't water under the bridge... I don't want to see a thing, baby I just wanna feel your touch, feel your rush... I'll stop time for you the second you say you'd like me too, baby just to wake up with you... I belt out the tunes on top of my lungs on the way to work. I need to release this energy somehow. It is that time of year again but this...
I moved out of my parents' house when I was nineteen. My best friend Carl and I got a two-bedroom apartment together and agreed to share expenses. Up until, and right after we moved we talked endlessly, fantasizing about all of the adventures we would have at our new pad. We talked about swapping women, sharing women, orgies and everything else that can be...
Working at Walmart is a hellish experience. Low wages, long hours, and crabby customers are the norm. And, believe me, there are no attractive women. Walmart is as dry as the desert when it comes to beautiful women. If you're lucky, you might see a hot mom, aka MILF. But chances are she has 4 screaming kids running around the store, blowing the eardrums out...
I moved out of my parents' house when I was nineteen. My best friend Carl and I got a two-bedroom apartment together and agreed to share expenses. Up until, and right after we moved we talked endlessly, fantasizing about all of the adventures we would have at our new pad. We talked about swapping women, sharing women, orgies and everything else that can be i...
A friend of mine was trying to relate to her significant other the wonder of online fantasy. Her exact quote was "You can be anything you want to be, anything at all. You could be a pirate!" I laughed at this, only because being a pirate had never entered into my own overactive fantasy ridden head. For the sake of friendship I opted to take a shot at it, le...
Chapter 1 - Solitude Finally. A week away with the woman he loved. A week alone together in the wilderness, spending every moment with one another. Larry couldn't help but smile, and nod his head to the music whilst he steered their car along the shaded forest road. Everything was perfect. Well, almost perfect. He sniffed and wrinkled his nose. "Heather,...