Fifty-six-year-old Simon Crowther's life had just taken an upturn, not that it was bad anyway because he owned his cottage and had enough money not to need to work. It had taken an upturn because, in the last two days, he had spanked and fucked two marrie...
I need a holiday from the 'world of work' where my obligations have become very stressful and tiring. I choose a luxurious week away at a beach hotel in Grenada, the 'Spice Island', where I book a (duplex) cottage in the tropical gardens, bordering a whit...
Rachel was so bored. It was Friday night, and she was recently single. What a life; she wanted to go out drinking but her friends were all busy but all that changed with a simple text. Hearing her phone buzz, she reached for it. "I know you found a boyfri...
My heart was still pounding as I hung up the phone, your voice still in my head. I stretched out on my bed with a silly grin on my face that just wouldn't go away... I know it's something that will probably never happen, and maybe that's what makes it all...
“He’s watching again now, isn’t he?” Mark asked. It had been a few days since The Show, and Chris had been at his window watching me touch myself as I chatted with Mark every night since. The only time I didn’t see him was when Mark was over. That time, C...
He stared at the blinking cursor on his tablet but that didn't inspire him, either. He sat back and folded his arms. Maybe if he let his mind wander it might jar something loose. It's worked in the past. After a bit of mental meandering, he thought about...
- You awake? - Yeah, but not for long. - Might this change your mind? ;) * Lara has sent you a photo on Snapchat I checked the clock on my phone. 00:24… There’s a meeting tomorrow morning isn’t there? My eyes lingered on the hidden photo - it didn’t take...
I was famished. I took a large bite of the refreshing sandwich. The soft bread, crispy spinach, and tomato crunched and melded with the sauces and deli turkey like a match from heaven. It fed my physical hunger but not the deep longing ever present. I sti...
It was a warm Spring afternoon, and I’d just gotten out of the shower following a run along Chicago’s Lakeshore. I was fortunate to live practically across the street from the Lincoln Park Zoo and Lake Michigan, in a cozy two-bedroom apartment with my bes...
Many of the jobs I take on are from a referral. Satisfied customers share my information with others, and I often get contacted by new customers as a result. Some are from random people who have seen my advertising and reach out for a quote. This was a ra...
Paper pile, all red and final, urges me to call this number now. She's breathy. I'm breathier. "Credit extension?" I beg in my best whimper. "You'll have to wear more clothes," she unflinchingly retorts. "I'm sure you'd prefer me in less," I flirt hopeles...
A long, slow drop of sweat drooled over my forehead, down to my chin, diving between my breasts. I couldn't sleep, even if my AC was trying its best to cool the room, but without any real success. Maybe, though, the real reason I kept turning around in my...
The next several days after Sluggers were a whirlwind of sexting and phone sex. Mark and I were getting pretty swept up in the thrill of whatever was happening between us. Or at least I was. But it felt like he was right there with me. We started talking...
When a man talks dirty to a woman, it’s sexual harassment; when a woman talks nasty to a man, the going rate is about five dollars per minute. I’m by no means a professional dirty-talker. I do it for free. If you’re lucky enough to catch me in a horny moo...
A man’s finger pressed the record button on the video camera. “Have you done your homework?” Linda’s voice crackled through the handset, sounding far away, because she was. Her job dictated that she travel frequently, and this was one of those times. She...
