My affair with Stevie; if that's what you want to call it is still going on today. It's not an affair in the conventional sense as there is absolutely no chance that he would ever buy me flowers or take me to a French Restaurant. Nor would I want him to. We are as he quaintly calls it – 'fuck-buddies'. We still occasionally go to the derelict factory on a F...
This is going to be the start of my new life, Sandra said to herself as she walked towards the large office building for her first interview in nearly fifteen years. She was beginning to get nervous as she approached the revolving front door. Her husband had died about a year ago, and she felt it was time to get a job and make her own way in the world. She...
Emily shifted awkwardly in her office chair. She was hot, and nervous, and edgy. The atmosphere in the office was too close; the air conditioning had failed and it was simply too humid to sit comfortably. She glanced around the large open plan office. Many of her colleagues had gone to lunch; taken the opportunity to spend some time outside and make the best...
I had no idea what my girlfriend had planned for me that day - and if I did, I'd probably still have gone along with it. My birthday wasn't that special an occasion for me. I had no family and having recently moved, I'd no real friends in the city. But Gen was determined to give me a time to remember, and said she'd arranged a small gathering with her frien...
I had learned a lot about Georgina Lent since I had met her, and become her mentor. She was 51, dyed blonde hair and attractive, with a good body, and she didn't mind showing it off, if I was instructing her to do so. She was happy that a young man of nearly 20, had taken the time and trouble to become her friend and possible lover, and she had more or less...
It was very early in our marriage back in the late 1960s that I discovered that in addition to enjoying fucking other women, I absolutely loved the idea of my wife being fucked by other men, especially when she was dressed to please in stockings and suspenders. Being young and newly independent of the restrictions of living with our parents gave us every op...
Stephanie looked at her watch. It was eleven o'clock and her visitor was due at noon so she had better not waste time. She had completed most of her housework, the place was looking reasonably respectable because she knew he was a stickler for tidiness, so all she had to do now was get herself ready. There was time for a shower, to select the appropriate cos...
I always look forward to Friday evenings. First I receive the text message to say you are leaving and around thirty minutes later there is a knock on the door. I haven't seen you since you left to go home on the previous Sunday night and I've missed you, even though we've sent messages and spoken on the phone during the week. Opening the door I see you as...
A continuation of The Arrival. * After the previous nights excitement Rachel was feeling a little tired. Her Master on the other hand seemed to have a grin on his face as he watched her get out of bed and walk over to pick up her dressing gown. He admired his handiwork from last night upon her buttocks, red, bruised and welted. He would be adding to them l...
Three months later. I am an office manager for an insurance agency. Our company is rolling out new computer software systems. I was being sent on a training course in order to pass on the training to everyone else at our agency. I arrived the evening before the course started. Checked into my room and hung my dress and skirt, then got ready to meet my fri...