Previously in "Dirty Tricks" While attending Alexa Grey's, the retiring mayoress's extravagant birthday party, an unknown photographer captures political opponents and electoral candidates, Heather Anderson and Sean McCarthy, during an adulterous rendezvous. After being sent ominous instructions with photographic evidence of their indiscretion, they meet to discuss their predicament, only to have sex yet again. Heather an...

"Oooh, stockings and suspenders. Who's the lucky guy?" Irritation surged through my veins as I tried ridding myself of Dan's hand from beneath my skirt. I love my husband, but he does choose his moments. It was all right for him; he didn't have to go to work today. I did and I was running late.  “Dan, don’t… I haven't got the time."  Hearing the tone of my voice, he gave me the puppy dog eyes treatment and, for a split se...

Heather Anderson’s stomach lurched as she blankly stared at her desk. She could taste bile, she felt like she might vomit. Heather had just emptied the contents of a mysterious envelope that was waiting for her, and the afterglow from the previous night and the glint of her political future had both dimmed. Now her mayoral chances had been snuffed out... Probably. She angrily regretted her transgression. She felt dirty. S...

"I must've been fucking insane," I cussed, staring around the cavernous attic. "Why did I sign up for this?"  "This" was cleaning out my deceased mother's house. Large, traditional, and draughty, she'd bequeathed it to me. But, being a city girl, I'd decided to sell this country dwelling. After a morning of hard graft, broken fingernails, and filling a gigantic skip, what used to be my former home, was now nothing more th...

The WhatsApp selfie couldn't have been more succinct: a full frontal with his erection poking through his fly. ‘Third floor, stationary room. I've got a directors meeting in fifteen minutes and need to relieve the stress it's causing me.’  ‘With or without underwear?’ I inquired. Seconds later, after checking that no one was watching me, I reached beneath my cashmere dress and removed my damp panties. Walking toward the l...

From the moment I first saw her, I instinctively knew Mary-Jayne was trouble. She can't help it, she exudes sex.  When they first started dating, I wondered if my stepson worried about her dressing like she did. To call her attire daring is an understatement. And my wife, who is broad-minded, couldn't understand why her well-mannered, soft-hearted little boy, as she often refers to him, chose to marry someone who dressed...

Although I'm not the devil incarnate, I'm no angel either. With big firm tits, narrow waistline, and up-to-my-neck legs, I know I look good and when I set my sights on having something, I usually get my way. Lately, I've been thinking about Dean — something of a problem as he’s my older sister's boyfriend. After going out for a couple of weeks, Nicole introduced him to our parents. Although we hadn't met, I knew of him va...

I've always considered myself an honest, righteous and faithful man. I love my wife, always have and always will. That's not up for debate. Likewise, I'd never thought of myself as a breast man more a connoisseur of ass. Nothing like a pert little bottom in tight jeans or a short skirt, to get my juices flowing. That was until yesterday.Yesterday, something changed and, or should I say, someone, that someone being Angela,...

"Mrs. Detroit?" I nodded at the young lady holding a name card in her hands. She was behind a waist-high barrier, the last obstacle for passengers arriving at London's City Airport. I watched her move to intercept me. "Mrs. Detroit?" I arched my eyebrows at the unnecessary repeated question but let her continue. "I'm Miss Darcy. I've been sent by Mr. Roberts to look after you." "How did you recognize me?" She held up her...

Sweat dripped down my nose as I approached the apartment building where Mum lived. Not for the first time, I cursed myself for being too stingy to pay for a taxi. The one and a half miles from Bournemouth train station are normally not that bad, but in that day’s blistering heat, it was murder. The block of modern, air-conditioned apartments never looked more appealing as I turned into Seaview Road.Pausing to wipe my brow...

I watched the young upstart approaching and sighed in exasperation. Across the spacious living area, our gazes met and the loathing I felt for him was mirrored equally. I didn’t have any rational reason for disliking him so much, but there was something about him that unsettled me… to be more precise, something I didn’t trust.It wasn’t just his meteoric rise up the agency ladder that twitched my antenna. Although it was u...

The incessant rain dripped from my hair onto my neck, and a shiver ran down my spine as I worked my key into the front door. Glancing over my shoulder at the miserable weather, I offered a silent curse at the big man in the sky for bequeathing me a really shitty day. Consumed by my own misery, I stepped inside my modest home and continued to mull over why the powers-to-be had conspired to make this a day to forget.It had...

”Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to our marathon charity show for the victims of the dreadful earthquakes in Nepal.”Paul Sumner, late night talk show host, newspaper columnist and stinking rich philanthropist, was hosting a huge televised charity event being beamed to millions of homes worldwide."Everyone has seen the shocking images and heard the heartbreaking reports, and tonight we,” — and he pointed directly at the cam...

Straddling one of her lover's subordinates, Vivianna felt Nukuma Zamblia's large cock penetrate her ass and slide deep inside. She emitted a drawn-out erotic moan while Nukuma's other subordinate, standing beside the mass of heaving bodies, made full use of Vivianna's perfectly shaped mouth, stifling her erotic moan with his engorged helmet. Despite enjoying the way she was being used and loving the sensation of the power...

  I sat at the bar and waited for Katja to pour my usual Black Russian. After presenting the drink, she produced a business card and laid it on the bar. I raised my eyebrows at the attractive young lady. "Came in here earlier, looking for you." My brisk nod of acknowledgement encouraged her. "Told him you usually arrive around midnight… if you come," she said, shrugging her shoulders. I glanced around the bar but failed t...