Chapter 3: Evaluating Mary Mary did well on her tests. So much so that I promoted her from long shot to possible in the girlfriend stakes. Cruising down the M1 I evaluated her sleep test. "You don't want me in a tent," she had said discarding her sexless nightie. She slept naked. So did I after she put my clothes in the washer so that I would have someth...
My wife called from the airport just before boarding her flight. "Pete," she said. "I forgot to say, but there's a girl coming round at midday for the cleaning job. I tried to phone her yesterday to cancel but she wasn't answering." A girl? Coming here? Interesting, I thought. Julia had found a last-minute flight to Spain and decided to take the children to...
I was definitely stumped. I didn't know how I was supposed to make it happen. Ever since we had been dating I knew you wanted to have sex with two men. It wasn't just the fantasy of having two men, but you wanted to do specific things. The sort of things I never considered until I met you. Now that I was more willing to do these things, you had become more a...
I had my first real sexual experience many years ago, at the age of 18. I wasn't a complete virgin – if you count one 20 second fumbled stand-up shag with an equally inexperienced girl in the alley behind the youth club – but like most teenage males of the time most of my sexual encounters involved my right hand and Health and Efficiency magazine. I had jus...
Back in the 70s, there was this young woman, Carolyn Oglesby, on our local TV news. This was the era of the "weather girl," when TV news weather people were not meteorologists or even very knowledgeable about weather at all, but rather good-looking gals you just wanted to ogle. Viewers wondered if her last name was really Oglesby, or perhaps a subliminal nam...
The next morning, I was up early. I had several hours until the appointment with Dennis, so to settle my nerves, I ritually cleaned and beautified myself as best I could. I started off with a shower that was almost too hot to stand. The steam rose up in heavy columns, and I breathed it in heavily. I tried a few meditation and breathing exercises I'd heard of...
I had just spent my first night at my new house in the Hollywood hills. The price tag was hefty, but the previous month I had signed a modeling contract with Versace which would keep my bank account loaded for years to come. While male modeling was not the career I had envisioned for myself as a child, when I grew up I was given a special gift in the form of...
During the middle 70s my wife Jackie and I met an interesting couple. Their names were Jo and Bill. Both were slender average looking people with very active sex lives. I had met Jo at work. We both worked in a big hotel. I found her attractive and easy to talk to. During one of our conversations I asked her if she fooled around. She said she did, if her hus...
"Smokey And The Merry Girls" (part 1) ***** Welcome once more, friends, to the roll call of my lovely lesbian ladies. Mid-February 2016, I introduced my fiftieth gal-loving gal (not counting bisexuals. So if there're any Smokey ladies you notice are not included in this review series and are wondering why, it's most likely because they're bi). That's fifty...
For those who have not read the first part of this saga, here's a quick summation: Whether you are a man or a woman and have lived with someone for a long time, and then that person dies as a result of a terminal illness, life can be depressing and lonely. Tradition suggests that most men die before their wives, but in these days of an increasing number of b...