Thank you for such a wonderful night. You looked beautiful as usual. The black dress you wore is my favourite. On first glance the style seems so demure but it also gives tantalising glimpses of the flesh beneath, moulding to the lines of your body like a second skin. Let’s not forget the view it gave me and the waiter, at the restaurant, when you “accidentally” dropped your napkin and then bent down to pick it up. The te...

The flat wasn't huge, but with neat wood floors and large windows on a small square at the center of the city, it suited them. Rising above the city, it was not so much sparsely furnished as extremely carefully furnished so as to provide comfort without reducing the feel of space. It took Monica's breath away. Art on the walls, thick oriental rugs on the floor, the evening falling outside the windows, it was all beautiful...

Sean asked for and got a corner booth in a secluded area of the restaurant, down the Bay in Cardiff. Vicky sat between Sean and Monica, at the deepest part of the U in the U-shaped booth. After the young waitress, a slightly Goth-looking girl with tattoos on arms and shoulders visable through the white blouse as well as piercings not just to her ears, but at one eyebrow also, introduced herself as Chrissie and took their...

Brenda left the store, her instructions clear in her mind. Sean, Vicky and Monica chatted comfortably. "Monica, a David stopped by to tell you that he couldn't meet you after work. This was while you and Vicky were... sorry, what were you doing?" he asked. Monica blushed, yet again. "Changing, Sean, just changing." "Uhunh. Not! Vicky let the cat out of the bag earlier with her 'screaming Monica' comment. Somebody was muff...

Monica was still flushed and dressed in only the half cup bra and the crotchless panties as Vicky slid the silk jacket off her shoulders and hung it up. "Poppet," Vicky said, "could you gather a few paper towels from the bathroom?" She looked down at her legs and smiled. "I think I might need a little cleaning up." Vicky looked back up at Monica and grinned. It took Monica only a second to return with the towels, two of w...

Later that day, back at their apartment in the Old Brewery Quarter, Cardiff .... "Vicky, while I was at the mall today I got a little gift for you today." He smiled, a secret little smile, but Vicky saw it. "How sweet! Thank you! I think," and her smile was a little wry one, with suspicion and expectation thrown in for good measure. "Oh, I'm sure you will like this one." This time, as he handed the Les Bon Temps bag, his...

Part 1, A Sean and Vicky Story. Sean sat on a bench in the mall, mid afternoon on a lazy Tuesday in Cardiff, in June, and idled the time away watching the young clerk in Les Bon Temps, a lingerie store embodying something of both Palmers and Victoria's Secret. The woman, early to mid twenties perhaps and a little mousy with her clunky glasses, didn't appear to be a good choice for her role as clerk in a mall lingerie stor...