Sandi's Erotic Adventures. A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. Chapter Twenty. 2002 Part A. (January.) Dominic, early-thirties. The roadside café was a typical greasy spoon establishment and checking out the clientèle while waiting to be served I found them to be mainly lorry drivers and builders. At one table though...
It was my friend Nina who brought him, and from the first instant when we were introduced I knew and he knew. It was like a jolting electric current passing between us as our hands touched. We looked into each other’s eyes and there was the recognition: “This is the One.” They had come with a group of girls, daughters from the nearby farms and the small to...
Two quick ways of being fired in our company are being caught screwing the chairman's wife or grossly fiddling personal claims for reimbursement of work-related expenses. The third way is ignoring a particular memorandum to all heads of departments four pages long which, in effect, states get caught screwing a subordinate and you'll face the firing squad....
I'd read about this area for what seemed to be years. It's become one of the most famous – or infamous, depending upon your viewpoint – areas for prostitution in the United States, and I finally got the opportunity to visit. It was a beautiful early spring afternoon, the sky was partly cloudy and the temperature was in the mid-60's – a perfect day for the s...
Author's Note: This story will technically be the fourth in my Rarity series. I strongly suggest that you read one or two of the previous stories so that you can understand what the basic premise of this universe is. Otherwise, you'll be confused. I will admit, though, that I might accidentally be inconsistent with some minor details between the stories, bec...
I'm really sorry for the long delay. Life happened, as it happens to all of us at one time and another, and I had a good swift kick in the teeth. Hopefully I am forgiven and you enjoy this next part. It is also the last in the series. At least for now. I've lost the flow I had when I was writing it and may come back to it later, but for now, no promises. **...
A semi-autobiographical account of my sexual encounters over many years. * Chapter Four. 1987. (Early-May). Sir DB, mid-sixties. For my fifth formal appraisal the senior partner told me he'd like to do it on Saturday morning. "Give you a bit of lunch somewhere afterwards," he said. I was surprised, not only by his unexpected and uncharacteristic display...
Writer's Note: This is a story for adults over eighteen years of age about adults over eighteen years of age. While the storyline is true, the dialog has been compressed for the sake of time and space. Safe sex was not an issue in the early sixties and seventies but should be a concern for everyone today. ***** I have always been amazed at the unexpected e...
Please don't get me wrong, I love my husband. I never wanted to hurt him, but I will be sixty one in a couple of weeks time, and I'm afraid that so much that is enjoyable in life seems to be passing me by. However, my recent behaviour is probably inexcusable and I'm sure that most respectable people would judge me harshly. We have been married for thirty fi...
The following evening I went down to the hotel restaurant for dinner with my colleagues, I spotted Drew at the bar. He smiled at me and I smiled back, but I decided not to see him again, I was checking out in the morning and with the Party the following evening I thought I'd allow my pussy time to recover. I met Dan at Kings Cross station on Friday evening...