Looking back, it was all my doing. I should never have told Mike that I fancied Leanne, my wife's younger sister. In the four or five years I'd known Mike, he was always asking about Leanne, as though he got off on the little things I would mention about her whenever she visited. He'd never met her, and so would ask me if her tits were better than my wife's, Rachael. "Did she wear that skirt with the split right up the ba...

It's 1966 and Britain is basking in record temperatures. England have secured a place in the World Cup Final and in nearly every town and city “Bob-a-Job” week is underway. Scouts all across the country are out doing good deeds in their local area and collecting a few shillings for charitable causes.. Let's see what these enterprising young men are up in in one leafy suburb... "Morning, Mrs," said Dick, "can we do any odd...

The deep rumble of the waves was behind me as I walked up the beach towards your beach house. One of the doors leading on to the sun-deck was open, and in the subdued light, I could see a pretty young girl sitting on her bed inside. You didn't notice me outside, the gentle crashing of the sea masked any sounds I made and the light from the new moon was barely enough for me to see my own feet. You were busy painting your t...

It was near to closing time when I served you the other day. You had a cheeky smile on your fresh face and I soon learnt why as you proceeded to give me a few glimpses of your legs as I tried to help you with your choice of footwear.Every time I lifted your foot to check the fitting, innocently caressing the back of your leg and feeling the smoothness of your skin, you would open your legs slightly and temp me with a view...