I stood up in the bath, water dripping off my naked body. The spa jets still creating surging waters beneath me. That personalised ring tone Andrew had insisted on putting on my iPhone. Corny. Tacky. Horrible. But, still, I stood up, obediently, ready to answer it. But being well brought up, manners wise, I couldn’t bring myself to step out of the bath and run across the carpet to answer it. Not dripping wet. I remember t...

As the bath filled, Dale headed into the bathroom and I think he peed into the toilet (although I couldn’t hear over the spa water filling), then flushed and washed his hands. I was pleased he washed; men who fail to maintain this basic hygiene standard annoy the hell out of me. I was still standing where he left me, naked. I was even shivering a little as the heating wasn’t on and it was a cool evening. I was aware my ni...

Wednesday morning I awoke to Andrew’s touch coming from behind me as I lay on my side. Stroking my body. We had made a pact early on in our relationship to always sleep naked as we both believe it stimulates intimacy. His hand moved across my hip to my vagina and I raised my right leg slightly to grant him access. His fingers were strumming my sex and making me hum in my drowsy state. I slowly started to think about the n...

Before I begin my story, let me introduce myself. I am Tanya, a thirty-five year old mother of a three-year-old Nina and very happily married to Andrew, my husband and partner of nine years. I live in Sydney, Australia and am professionally employed as a Workplace Trainer for an Accounting software firm. This requires me to travel extensively and be away from home for days at a time, which I couldn’t do without Andrew’s w...

The following Tuesday came around very fast. Carolyn, in spite of herself, had found herself thinking during the week, more and more about the past and coming encounters. Even driving between client meetings, her thoughts kept wandering back to Phillip and on one occasion she had found herself touching herself at a red light. Now, here she was again, walking up to Phillip's door in her short red button up dress with no un...

Carolyn’s Client. The Second Chapter Tuesday afternoon & Carolyn is at home preparing for meeting Phillip Robertson. Since last Thursday everything had been a bit of an emotional blur. After driving home from his office, she had run herself a long warm bath and sat in it contemplating how she had allowed him to use her body as he pleased. The weekend had come and she had argued with her boyfriend Brett about anything and...

  Carolyn’s Client. The First Chapter Carolyn Forbes checked herself over in the full length mirror. “I look damned good” she thought to herself, before heading out the door to visit clients in her role as a Sales Representative for a large Pharmaceutical company. At 28 years of age, with a firm and lithe body, constantly worked on in the gym and with yoga, yes, everyone thought she looked good. Today, in her new white si...