Fifty-nine-year-old Louise Betts didn't need vast amounts of alcohol to let herself go at the monthly dances in the local community hall and she was currently throwing herself about to the 1960's track that the onstage group were playing. She was too young to have identified with the music at the time but she had really got into it in her later years. The trouble was that when Louise let herself go on the dance floor she...

Mike phoned our order through as we took a seat. Lisa shuffled as close to me as possible, holding my arm tight. By the time we were settled, a waiter entered with a tray and served us the drinks we had ordered. “So,” opened Mike, “tell me about yourselves and what brings you here today.” We gave a potted history of us, listing the Mitch incident as ‘difficulties leading to counselling’. One of the things to come out of t...

Chapter 3   Tommy and Elizabeth stayed in bed the rest of the night. They would have sex, reach orgasm, and rest. Each time they started a new session, Betts would find a different position to try. By 4:00 in the morning, they were both exhausted and fell asleep. Tommy woke a little past 9:00. Betts saw that he had sprouted morning wood and immediately put it in her mouth. “What a nice way to wake up,” Tommy exclaimed as...

Marti rushed in the restaurant door, shaking the rain off of her coat. Looking around the room, she saw Vera sitting at a table in the back. “I’ll be joining my friend,” she told the greeter and waved at her friend. These two women had met here on Fridays after work for over ten months in a regular routine until Marti had canceled the last three meetings. Reaching the table, Marti leaned in to give Vera a hug and a kiss o...

We were sitting in the lounge, the TV was on and the contestants of The Voice were vying for attention of the red chairs in front of them. I wasn’t taking much notice and was also reading while watching the TV at the same time. I looked up from my book and caught a glimpse of the girl during her obligatory pre-audition interview. I perked up and started to watch over the edge of my glasses. The girl walked down the corrid...

Melissa had entered my flat in the most confident manner that I have ever witnessed. She handed me her thin coat as she strode confidently past me over to the black leather chair; the same chair that I so memorably labelled as Emma’s chair about two weeks ago. In a sense, it felt like I was treated like a butler.I hung her coat on one of the hooks and smiled at Melissa as I approached her. I sat opposite her and picked up...

I was sitting in the lounge connecting some audio equipment when something nudged at my senses. I stopped fiddling with the audio cables and listened carefully with my head cocked to one side and my eyes scanning the room in all directions.I heard the knock again, it was so faint that it was hard to know where it came from. I walked to the door but kept listening in case the direction of the sound had fooled me. I heard i...

Ted was sitting at his desk late on Tuesday afternoon. Because it was already dark outside, most of the people in his part of the building had already gone home for the day. Having been divorced for almost two years, Ted wasn’t in any rush to go home. The idea of going to his empty kitchen to find something to eat didn’t appeal to him and he would often work into the evening. He went through a mental checklist to make cer...