Last August, Georgia and Tammy headed for the lake to meet up with some friends. They stopped off at the corner grocery to pick up a few necessities for the afternoon. They focused on essentials, sun creme, cheese and crackers, hot dogs and buns, and of course beer. They got back into the car, excited to be out for the day, but not really knowing what the da...
It was Saturday night and Jenna was getting ready for a party at a friends house. After getting out of the shower she put on her pink plaid skirt, tight white v-neck shirt with her black boots. Putting on her make up as she called her friends to come pick her up so she could help set up. Once they got to the house, they got everything set up. Everyone st...
When I was young (and far more naïve than I readily care to admit) there was a cinema in the city centre with a certain reputation, where I liked to hang out at weekends. I'd go there wearing a parka and jeans with gym pumps, and take a seat in the very back row of the stalls; the seats where, once the lights were dimmed, it turned as dark as sin. And if t...
*Of course, this story has consensual sex between persons of over 18 years of age * 1: The Encounter Racing to the toilets, I flung myself into the cubicle and closed the door behind me. Pulling my phone out from the waistband of my skirt, I turned on the camera and shimmied out of my lace underwear. Reaching under my skirt, I pointed and shot, hoping th...
All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** Saturday night at Swingtime Social Club. A fifty-year-old computer systems designer from the suburbs walks in with three hot women on his arm. Wait, what? I had never even had a dream that good, but there I was, the doorman smiling at me like it was totally normal. Misty greeted...
She was there every day, had been all semester. He found himself looking for her, one hour a day, three days a week, she was his present. His reward for dealing with his bitchy wife and needy children. She was his prize. And she was beautiful. Long brown hair, the kind that made a man think indecent thoughts. It curled waves of chocolate down to her perky b...
Driving away, she could feel the day's stress start to subside. With this week behind her, the plans for the evening included grey goose with oj and cranberry, two small candles, a warm bath, and Mr. Grey. Just as she pulled into traffic, her phone went off and the message said; "look up." Tucked behind the drivers sun visor was a plain white envelope with h...
Although it's late April, I can feel the cold deep in my bones. Well, when I stop to ponder this fact, I realize that it's not so much cold as it is damp. As I stop momentarily just inside the door to let my eyes adjust to the ambient light, I quickly scan the room. Most of the room's inhabitants are gathered along the bar, sitting and talking or sipping fro...
Keira's train was just pulling in to central London when her phone buzzed - a text had arrived. "Come to the hotel at the given address, it is only a few minutes' walk from the station. Go into the bar and text me when you arrive." She grabbed her handbag from the table and stood up, smoothing down her short summer dress over her thighs, which were barely...
I had difficulty sleeping that night as I thought about Kathy and Jack. It was hard for me to get in touch with my feelings about what had happened. First, I was upset with myself because I had sex with my best friends wife. The fact that he knew about it and had helped Kathy set it up didn't help. The problem was that I didn't know it was a set up and I let...