Philippa had been restless all day. She knew it had been a good thing to do, offering to take her mother and friend to the coast for the weekend, but it had also been a very boring thing to do. She was not of an age to enjoy endless trawling through antique and charity shops.
Nikki Eagletown could hear the sounds of hammering and sawing from the back garden, and knew that the carpenter she had hired was busily at work constructing the dog kennels in which she intended to board dogs while their owners were on vacation. She had already advertised in the newspapers and was eagerly waiting for
It’s a lovely walk through a cool summer night with smells like freshly mown grass and the memory of teenage lust. It’s cool but I’m sweating. She’s dressed in a flowing blue dress, her hair is down around her shoulders, long and brown and shiningly clean. Her breasts are large under the dress, she’s taken
This is a story of a fantasy night I would like to have with my wife. We often talk about naughty sexual thing when we are having sex and when we are in the heat of the moment she has said she would like to do some wild things, so here is my version of
I was walking home from the last day of school. It was already close to a 100 degrees out. It was about a 4 mile walk back to my house. I had missed the last school bus. I had to stay after for detention. I got caught passing a note for my best friend, Stan.
It seems that in life you often find that, just when you get comfortable on one course, you find yourself thrust off in a direction for which you are completely unprepared. My particular situation is a classic case in point. At thirty, I had thought that my life was pretty well in order. I had
Sometimes you just can’t help yourself. I swear I didn’t plan it the way it happened, and I like to think that my resistance was genuine, even if it failed. But she had a woman’s body, even if she was only 18, and it was four in the morning. Any psychologist will tell you that
It was one of those nights. We finally got to bed and my wife gets a call. It’s her mother. She lives about half an hour away and has been going down hill lately. She’s on oxygen, taking pills, seeing doctors two, three times a week, yet 10:30 at night she’s having trouble breathing. It’s
What does a reasonably active professional man of 60, full head of hair and reasonably libido do when made redundant? In my case it was a case of being realistic and finding any job that pays the bills. So when I saw this ad for a mature concierge porter/handyman, I thought why not?’ After submitting
Sometimes my husband and I like to play a game we call, “I Dare You.” It all started innocently enough. We were at an amusement park, and Chad dared me to go on the big roller coaster. I did it, and then dared him to go on this scary free-fall ride. He wouldn’t do it,
This happened after I told my best friend that I had met some other girl and fallen in love with her. I came downstairs that night to find her on the couch crying. My heart melted with tenderness and I sat down beside her, hugging her and stroking her hair, telling her everything would be
Jane is English, 18 and exactly 5 feet tall with natural long blonde hair, stunningly beautiful, with blue eyes and the most fantastic slim shapely figure. She had just finished her final year at school gaining three “A” Levels and looking forward to university, when her life was changed forever. Although Jane excelled academically at
Trent was in Santa Monica. He was at the beach strolling along the boardwalk. He found an outside diner and sat down to have lunch. He was waiting for Officer Cori McNamara to ride by. She was a member of the Pacific Blue bike squad. She was a brunette in her late twenties. She was
I have known Dana for a number of years and never really gave our relationship much thought. We have been good friends, but I never really thought of her sexually. Possibly because she had never expressed an overt interest in myself, and possibly because I’m white and she’s black. I always thought she was an
I invited Brian to dinner the week following the final exam in our class. I can’t remember what pretext I was using, since the class was over by then. I guess we both just assumed that we were past the point of no return by then, so he politely ignored the fact that we had