Marjorie lifted her leg up and placed it across my lap. “That’s a nice summerhouse. Have you ever made love in it?”  I was still wondering why she was using my lap as a footstool. “Er … no, I haven’t.” “Would you like to,” she asked, “with me?” Earlier this evening, my wife Sonia suggested a barbeque. I said I didn’t mind, to which she replied she was pleased as she had already invited some neighbours around. My heart san...

Marjorie’s house was rocking. Megan and I had arrived late to her son‘s twentieth birthday party. Marjorie was unimpressed. She asked me to keep tabs on Megan. Megan had a toyboy and he was at the party. The last thing Marjorie wanted was for Megan to make a fool of herself. Marjorie, Megan and I were friends from the school run. Marjorie’s eldest son, Luke was having the party. I hadn’t met him previously. Marjorie point...

Fantasylady: I’ve had an idea. Lovingyousoftly: Go on?Fantasylady: Ok. How about we meet?Lovingyousoftly: That would be very nice. When?Fantasylady: How about tomorrow?Lovingyousoftly: How are we going to arrange it?Fantasylady: Let me make the arrangements. Meet me under the King Cross station clock at 11.45. My train is due in then.Lovingyousoftly: How will I recognise you?Fantasylady: I am 5’2”, with dark curly shoulde...

The doorbell rang, twice. From the kitchen, I could see a darkly clad figure through the frosted glass. I finished what I was doing, wiped my hands, before going to open the door. “You took your time. I am getting soaked standing here. It’s raining.” She was wearing a black raincoat and had her umbrella open. “I thought you were Jehovah’s Witness. Anyway, you were supposed to be here yesterday,” I said, blocking her path...

She knocks frantically at my front door."Hello? Is there a problem?" I ask, after opening the door. I already knew it was a neighbour. I had watched from my bedroom window as she marched over from her house across the road."Yes, there is a problem." She places her hands on her hips and takes a large intake of breath. She is wearing a tight white vest and denim shorts. As she breathes in, her nipples poke through the cotto...

Dear Hunglikeadonkey, Meeting you today.Mark,It was great to meet you today and I hope you caught your bus. First meetings are always awkward, especially as we are both expecting to go all the way. It’s not like a first date, where you can kiss and run.Thank you for the nice comments about my apartment and the nice things you said about me. You have seen my pics on Lush, I hope I lived up to your expectations. You seemed...

Before Rick left after we had sex on the dining room table, he asked me for my cell number. In doing so, I didn’t want to appear too keen or even too desperate, so I didn’t ask him for his. But then, he never actually offered it to me, anyway. One week later and he hasn’t even rung me. Not to tell me how great our sex was, or to tell me it was the best sex he had ever had, although I doubted that it was. He didn’t even ri...

I arrived home from work at around the usual time, six thirty. The gardener’s pick up truck is parked on the driveway, meaning I had to park my Peugeot in the street. The noise coming from upstairs made it obvious that Rick our Aussie gardener was doing a spot of indoor gardening, planting his trowel in my mothers seed box! I slammed the front door as I went in, sidestepped a pair of dungarees on the floor, kicked one of...