Winston's wrists were shackled to the wall above his head. He was naked, save for a pair of ill-fitting prison briefs, and the door of his tiny waiting cell was behind him. He wondered how long they would keep him in this repurposed broom cabinet before actually getting around to the sentencing, and, once he was sentenced, how the accommodations would change...
Zoe was on a mission to buy some shoes. She had been wandering the shopping centre for an hour now, not being able to find exactly the pair she was looking for. She was enjoying her time though, a good distraction from her problems at home. She had been fighting with her boyfriend for the past two weeks. It started with something stupid, some comment that...
Chapter 02: Anger Management Her. She was waiting in the dark, hardly daring to breathe. The fabric of the office chair was scratching against the bare thighs, and cool air from the ceiling fan rotating lazily overhead left her incredibly aware of her own nudity. The heat of her arousal battled the chill of the relatively cool room as she waited for his ar...
It had been a few weeks now since Wendy and I had been "fuck buddies", and I was definitely getting a taste for it. All I could think about was sex, sex, sex! It was a Saturday afternoon, and I was in the pub. Wendy was working behind the bar as usual on Saturdays. I went to the bar to buy a drink and she came over to serve me. While she was close enough...
Ben and Zoe had been married for ten years. They had a happy life together. Zoe was a stunningly attractive woman. She was 35, had a gorgeous face, and the body of a 22-year old swimsuit model. Ben was a handsome man and in decent shape for a 40-year old. Their sex life together was good, but routine and typical. Like many men, Ben had often fantasized abou...
"Why are up and pruning yourself so early?" Barry asked looking over at his gorgeous wife who was sat in her silk robe, blowing drying and brushing her long, thick brunette hair just the way she liked to do when she was going out for a nice meal or somewhere fancy. "I still have some work stuff that needs doing whilst the office is closed." Zoe answered, c...
Chapter 6-The Companion Zoe awoke the next morning not remembering when or how she had fallen asleep. Glancing at her alarm clock she noted the time being thirty minutes after six o'clock in the morning. Even with a rudimentary estimation she deduced that she had slept for a minimum of thirteen hours. Usually when one sleeps for over half of an entire day t...
This picks up from Part 2. To put everything into context I strongly suggest that you read these episodes in their numerical order, as I jump about a bit in chronology - it is difficult enough for me to remember how and when everything happened! I got to the end of the letter, stood up from the computer and gazing out of the kitchen window, I drew the palm...
[not endorsed or authorised by the BBC] Chapter 1 - science friction The time machine known as The Tardis spun silently across the space-time vortex, its time rotor humming happily to itself as it traversed the multi-layered continuum. The Doctor stood at the console, frowning slightly as he manipulated a dial. One of the readings did not seem right. He m...
Zoe and I did a long and slow fuck in the bed I had just a few weeks ago shared with my wife. I wondered while I was pumping in and out of Zoe if in the guest room where my wife was sleeping she was thinking of recent events, or trying to get herself off. There weren't a lot of nights she wasn't fucking somebody before Zoe moved in with us. This was a turn...