More Short Skirts -- this time tweed kilts. We had arranged to go back 'up country' to collect the tartan tweed suit Bob had ordered for me and I hoped we might meet up with our young friend James who had pleasured me in 'Whisky Galore'. I was a looking forward to seeing if a very traditional tweed/kiltmaking shop had been able to follow Bob's instruction...
My stories are in generally in chronological order. I encourage you to follow along and read these stories in this order as a prelude to this one: I Hire Monica The Maid Monica's First Day as My Maid Monica the Maid's Three Hole Day I Partner with Linda, A Salon Owner I Massage Monica the Maid Hot and Sexy Business Opportunities I Become a Therapeut...
We Witch You a Merry Christmas Viki swept the last bits of lint and dust into the dustpan. Emptying the dust into the trash, she set the broom carefully to the side and started unpacking the box of books. Owning a brick and mortar bookstore in an e-book economy was a tough go, but Viki thrived on challenge. It was time to go home, but Kelli was still in o...
The call caught everyone by surprise, but Tim seemed to have taken the news of his cousin Jacob's un-expected passing especially hard. Tim was only five or so years older than Jacob and the two had been more like brothers for much of their lives. Both had similar interests (fast cars chief among them), racing and just in general having a good time together....
The fires of Beltaine were going strong. The sound of the drums beat in rhythm with my pulse. I put on the white lace shift that falls to just above my knees. The lace was so sheer that you could almost believe that it was made from fairy wings. The detail so fine and beautiful it had to be created by magic. I feel the rush and thrill inside me knowing I was...
We awoke the next morning to bright sunshine and uncomfortable silence. The excitement and eroticism of the previous evening dissipated like a late-morning fog. I think we both felt numb, and perhaps it was time to step back and consider the exhausting events of the previous night. My day was filled with yard work, which gave me plenty of time to rifle throu...
One average weekday, my girlfriend, Jill, received an email at work from a close girlfriend of hers. In the email, Jilly (as her friend likes to call her) and I were invited to a party, as does happen from time to time. But this one was a little different. This email said the party was to be a month from now, and it was a theme party. It stated that the part...
It was 6pm. I was invited by Mary to her home at New Jersey. I am Guru. I liked her for her personality. I respected for her character. She was very nice and very beautiful for her age. She was 49. I was 30. I went to her home after 4 hours of travel. I am an Indian. She was a beautiful Caucasian woman. We talked over phone for a lot of days. We became frien...
Dr. Stephanie Macke-Leland, Professor Emeritus at the Law School of Canada's Capital University stretched luxuriously on her bed, feeling pleasurable sore yet giddy after a night of fun. Tall and slender yet curvy where it counted, the blonde-haired, bespectacled academic smiled, pleased with all the mean and sexy things she'd done with a certain student. I...
I wasn't looking forward to yet another lonely sweat-drenched night, endlessly tossing and turning in a vain attempt to get some sleep, as I counted the days till Christmas instead of sheep. The heatwave was already into its third sultry week and adding insult to injury, I was forced to listen all night to my neighbours' noisy air-conditioners. I once had a...