It had been a long day, with four or five meetings, and another three or four due tomorrow. After speaking to hubby on the phone, you're glad to hit the sack. You leave a single lamp on, over by the dressing table, and quickly fall asleep. You're disturbed in your slumber by something, but you don't fully wake. It's not until you feel a hot mouth on your breast that you realise there's someone on the bed with you. In the...

You took the train down to meet me in London, as arranged. We were texting during your journey, and by the time you reach Liverpool Street, you're feeling horny and wet, and you can't wait to get hold of me. I meet you at the end of the platform where we kiss, and I tell you to follow me. I walk you to the toilets and ask you to wait for me while I use them. About three minutes later, I pop my head around the door and bec...

I wanted a new battery for my watch, so popped into Ernest Jones at the local retail centre. It was very busy, so I wandered around for a while, looking at the stuff in the display cases. While I was looking at some Tag Heuer and Omegas, I felt someone brush next to me looking at the same case. “They're nice, aren't they, but I could never afford them,” she said. I looked over to see an attractive woman in a very short bl...

Part One The first time I saw Alison, was on her and my first day at a new school. We had both recently become qualified teachers, her from Roehampton and me from Brunel. As a mature student, I had pretty much taken going to Uni in my stride, having spent many years living life, getting married, then divorced, getting married again, and trying to figure out what to do with my life to keep me from being bored rigid. So her...

As the car pulls away from picking you up, you glance over and see the grin on my face. I'm wearing a loose white cotton shirt, undone at the neck, dark linen trousers, and the usual Converse trainers. My eyes glance over at you from the road, and I quickly look you up and down. As instructed, you're wearing a wide, loose, flowing skirt, an open-necked blouse top with a couple of buttons undone, and you have very carefull...

Emily is a bit pissed off as hubby parks the car at the local supermarket. Yet again, she’s had to force him to come along to help her with the big shop. “It’s your bloody food too y’know” she’d said as he grumbled yet again about having to lug big shopping bags from the trolly to the car boot at his age. “Stop being such an old fart, it’s not like you’re thirty years older than me. I don’t complain when you drag me along...