As far back as I can remember, Maggie has always been a slut! I don't mean that in a disparaging way, not at all. It's just that she has always liked sex. As much of it as she can get! We've been married for over thirty years now, and still enjoy a wonderful love life, although perhaps not as frequently as we once did. I suppose time and gravity have taken t...
It all happened a few years ago. My wife, Kathy and I had just come back from a two-week trip to the Mediterranean. The following weekend we went to our local shopping centre to get our holiday photos developed. There was a new camera shop that had just opened which offered a one hour service. We handed the film over to a young assistant behind the counter t...
Dear Agony Aunt, I don't know what to do. I'm happily married, and have been for over ten years. The problem is, I've just hired a new secretary and I can't keep my eyes off her. Things at home have been pretty mundane lately. My wife only agrees to sex once out of every six or so nights that I attempt to get a bit of satisfaction. I know my secretary is...
Saturday night came at last, we were going out clubbing to a gay bar. We'd both showered, shaved, moisturised and generally pampered and preened ourselves. Put on our sexiest lingerie and our new glam dresses, hiding my Adam's apple with a choker. I also had sling back shoes, new matching clutch bag, into which I'd put certain feminine items including some...
Time is moving towards the escape, but now there are complications. Will Patrick and Rachel be reunited, or will Snake manage to continue to make their life hell. I hope you are enjoying this multi part 2 to Rattling Snakes Cage and the many colourful characters whos paths cross in this romantic crime thriller. * The noise in the D wing shower room was o...
I am sorry but there is no sex in this story, the plot just didn't need it. Now my friend and editor has had a chance to read it through, I have made some improvements. Thanks Lily. T * The problem with keeping unused and unneeded bits and pieces in boxes is one day they have to be sorted out. After four years, this box is full of outmoded electronic gad...
It's that time of the year again, when cold weather sinks in, and people start that old tradition of Christmas shopping. So many people stress out, not knowing what to buy, or who to buy for. And the fact that we are programmed that it is better to give, only adds to the stress. But not me, I enjoy giving, and even though I'm a college student on a tight bud...
That first night is mostly crystal clear to me, even now, and sure it was intense enough to remain in anyone's mind for a long, long time, but it has probably been imprinted so deeply because firstly I spent so long replaying what had happened in an effort to work out what had changed me, and secondly because Mikey and me mentally relived certain moments a h...
Chapter 6: An Old Friend The loud knock on my front door gave me a rude awakening from my lie-in. Blearily, I looked over towards my alarm clock. I guess nine forty six wasn't that early, I must have been drifting in and out of sleep for a couple of hours. The loud knock was repeated and I forced myself up, pushing back the bedclothes and stretching to get...
This story has been rattling around in my head for a while and Peter seemed to want me to write it. As a "yank" I am poor at recreating British English. Anyone who has constructive suggestions on the subject would be welcomed to share them. The story, characters, and situation are totally fictional. Any relationship between this and anyone is purely coincid...