It was Emma's 18th Birthday. The sun shone in a clear blue sky. Birds sang. Not a breath of wind. The heat was stifling, especially as we don't usually get hot days here in Yorkshire. There was a big marquee on the manor lawn. The rock band were doing sound checks. I was in a foul mood. I bought the wrong parts for my car. I had to take them back. On my bicy...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17j: The Batting Order Ch. 10 Jenny Lynda tucked her blouse into the waistband of her jeans and cleared some beads of sweat from her brow with a finger that she wiped on her backside. We smiled at one another, she took a couple of deep breaths and I opened the door. Paul's mother, Mary, stood on the far side of the bar with he...
The following was originally posted on another site by my husband. It remains one of our most exciting experiences, and, with several years elapsed, I thought it deserved a greater audience. Over to you Vic! *************** My wife and I have relatively recently discovered the joys of extra marital sex. Not in a big way but, in the right circumstances, we...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17o: The Batting Order Ch. 15 Part 15. Paul. I ducked under the last ball of Jerry's fifth over. "Take a break, Jerry." I heard the captain of the East Chipstable team order. I breathed in deeply. Whatever bowling they had to come was going to seem tame in comparison. I walked down the pitch to meet Ron. "Ten overs gone." H...
In Yorkshire. England. In the summer of 2014. Emma's first time. It was Emma's 18th Birthday. The sun shone in a clear blue sky. Birds sang. Not a breath of wind. The heat was stifling, especially as we don't usually get hot days here in Yorkshire. There was a big marquee on the manor lawn. The rock band were doing sound checks. I was in a foul mood. I b...
'Where are my brown loafers?' Edward Barnes yelled down the stairs. Katherine, his wife of almost nine years, flicked her eyes towards the ceiling as she tried to finish off preparing a large strawberry Pavlova dessert. Sighing quietly to herself, she walked from the large kitchen of their impressive detached house, along the hallway to the bottom of the st...
This is a further instalment in the 'Eve' series. Though the tale stands alone, for characterisation and story development, readers may first wish to check out 'Eve's Drops' and 'Eve's Temptation' by the same author. * The working week having finally ended, we congregated outside Waterman's waiting for the minibus to take us to the annual barbecue. Shirts,...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 17p: The Batting Order Ch. 16 Paul. What was happening over there? There was a lot of noise coming from the marquee. People were running inside it. I could see my parents. "There's a fight in the marquee." The fielder nearest to it called. He turned and talked to a couple of people for a few seconds. He came running into the...
The scene could have been from “Four Weddings and a Funeral” or “Bridget Jones’ Diary”. I was stood outside a delightful English country house at a company organised garden party. I had only just joined the company as a junior manager and I was impressed. There was a superb spread of food in the marquee, but it was so hot, everybody was outside drinking cham...
*Author's note: This story is a work of fiction, and should be read as such. Any characters bearing similarity to any real persons, be they living or dead, is purely coincidental. This work is the property of the author, and no permission is given for this work to be posted anywhere but www.literotica.com* *** Real quick: I don't like talkin' about mysel...