The Dualit made short work of the artisan wholemeal bread,toasting it to perfection. I left it in while I poured the boiled water into the cafetiere, placing it carefully onto the tray along with the mugs. I opened the fridge. “Babe, there’s no spread.” I heard her stirring in the bedroom. “Huh?” “There’s no spread. We need to shop.” I lifted the still hot toast onto plates, adding them to the tray. Picking it up, I pushe...

She lay there gently sleeping, her breath was quiet but sound. The night too hot for covers, I was staring at her mound. She always raised a quiver when sleeping or awake, but gazing upon her at that time, was more than I could take. I slowly walked on over and gazed upon my Venus. It was time to give a loving gift that did not involve my penis. I gently licked her toes and took them in my mouth, then slowly started kissi...

Waking in the morning and seeing you asleep Hair tousled and breasts gently rising and falling Enshrouded in a silken cocoon My hunger rises, I have not eaten today But my breakfast is always better eaten out Slowly licking your toes Their taste divine, salinity with a hint of lavender Tongue rolling between them and taking them slowly into my mouth Like a fragile lollipop, sucking slowly but with purpose Your body shiver...

Rose pulled me from the bar, down the street, and into the train station. Never once did we stop touching. I stood behind her with my hands on her hips as she paid for our tickets. We remained physically linked as we boarded and even as we sat beside each other. The train was not crowded. The Friday evening rush was already through. "This is all too easy, Rose." She tensed. "Yes, it is. Please, Charlie, trust me. We'll di...

This is part 2 of a multi part story. I have a Photo album so you can experience slightly more if you choose, or you can just use your imagination. Please remember that Esme is French and speaks with a wonderfully sexy accent, which I could never type without it having a slightly comedic Inspector Clousseau edge, so please imagine Esme's sexy french voice in this story.Esme was still in the pool, swimming hard, and I watc...

  After 12 months of putting this off, I have decided to do a sequel to this story. So many readers have requested one – so here goes. Jean woke up the morning after the storm. She remembered that the washing machine had broken and that someone had fixed it for her. She had been so tired after the bout of housework she had previously done that day, that she had dinner and taken a sleeping pill so that the storm wouldn't d...

An Office Love Story                 They wanted each other..................... She walked into his office, looking very smart. She was about 5'6" tall, with a trim, lean frame and a lovely swell to her breast making her about a 36C in bra size. Her waist curved in and she had full but not fat thighs and hips. Her face was classic with pouty lips and a roman nose; and her eyes were the bluest he had ever seen. They spark...