My wife, Mary, and I, David, had been married for ten years. I was thirty-seven, and she was thirty-five with a very womanly shaped body, firm 36C cup breasts, slim waist, and a very well-rounded backside well packed into her tight-fitting blue cocktail d...
Chapter Thirty-Three Grace sat curled up in her favorite chair in the library with a cup of tea and her laptop. Dominic’s flight wasn’t until later in the evening, so he and Mac were in the theatre room watching more Three Stooges and laughing like hyenas...
Watching him lock the door, Laura was already unbuttoning her dress, knowing that would be the first thing the boss would demand. Among the many items of waste in this storage space, there were convenient broken chairs, scratched tables, a split armchair...
John Harrison sighed. Once again Sylvia, the new lab technician, had not provided all the chemicals needed for his practical lesson. He was going to have to have a word with her about it. And while he was about it discuss her poor timekeeping, he sent her...
Chapter Twenty-Nine Mac felt like he’d been punched in the stomach. He hadn’t intended to blurt out the news to Dominic that they were father and son. He wished Dom would say something, anything, but his only response had been to request a drink. Grace’s...
The streets of Memphis were packed with cars and tourists for some big event that had come to town. Steven Ackerman blinked and sighed. He’d just moved here from a small town in Alabama and had never been anywhere like this in his entire life. This was as...
Chapter Seventeen Mac woke up to an empty bed and felt discombobulated for a moment. Then, he grabbed his phone and saw that it was only 5:30 a.m. “Grace?” When no reply came, he got out of bed and wandered into the living room. There she was with a cup o...
Meetings. Are there less productive ways to waste company time? I might be hard-pressed to find one at this point. This is the third one today. About nothing. To change nothing. The only good thing about sitting in this one is Chris' presence. Guess he co...
Chapter One Grace Stewart felt her body trembling nervously as the man she was about to give herself to slowly unzipped her dress. She stepped out of it as he unhooked her bra and slid her blue panties down over her hips, letting everything fall to the fl...
Carol and Duncan had the perfect weekend, for them, because they had been together all of the time, much of the time having been spent having sex. They were now at work so had to switch from lovers' mode to boss and secretary/PA mode but they were finding...
It was Sunday morning and Carol Blunstone said to her husband Harry at breakfast, "Obviously there was a change of plan about the all-night fishing.""Yeah, you had the bedroom door closed so I went into the spare room," replied Harry."I did hear you come...
It was just annoying, Roger fumed at his desk; his date last night had not gone well, a perfectly attractive young lady, but very little between the ears, and far more interested in the contents of his wallet than of his pants. His eyes roamed irritably a...
Harry Blunstone asked why his wife Carol was having her breakfast of toast and coffee standing up and she said that there was no reason except that she was a bit short of time. The real reason was of course that her backside was still tender from the nine...
Carol Blunstone arrived home after her day and night with her boss, Duncan Henderson, which Carol's husband Harry thought was purely a business trip although the plan had always been that it was with a view to Carol having sex with Duncan subject to her c...
Chapter Eighty-One Mac and Grace could barely keep their hands off each other as they hurried from the pool back to their suite. Once they were behind closed doors, Mac said, “Get on the table and spread your legs for me, Grace.” Grace was still reeling f...
