In today’s world with the COVID travel restrictions, most business travel was suspended. Technology tools such as Zoom and other similar sites had become the norm. After no travel for several months, I was somewhat excited for a West Coast trip to Los Angeles and with a little luck could close a multi-million-dollar contract. The new regulations now in place made it more difficult and time-consuming. Temperature checks, p...

A text promising eighty quid for 30 minutes had got him here, in this room, for what no doubt would be the sharply monitored duration of half an hour, not a second more, with the woman who answered the door in black stiletto court heels and white satin bra and panties. £80 30 mins OWO, A Levels, Sex with Condom, GFE, PSE. That's what it said on the Vivastreet profile, the one he'd been perusing on and off for the last few...

My heart was racing.  My knees trembled. That’s the feeling I can’t forget.  The nervous anticipation I felt as I walked across the hotel lobby and stood there waiting for the elevator.  Wearing a little black dress, heels, and new lingerie. On my way to the penthouse, to fuck a stranger. I am nineteen years old, fit, and conventionally attractive.  I’m a part-time student working my way through college. I have a few jobs...

When I'm traveling alone I talk to women at the airport.  You can't do that if you're afraid of failure. It’s a low yield proposition.  Maybe five percent of the time it goes somewhere. And even then it’s rarely sex.  But sometimes it does.  Occasionally you find a business traveler looking to blow off steam.  Or a vacationer looking to cut loose. Or the rare woman who just likes a no-strings fuck.   There isn’t a rhyme o...

To catch up:  Tom is a 54-year-old man who still loves sex even if his wife is not interested.  He stumbles on Lush and reads sexy stories to pass his lonely hours.  He discovers the chat rooms and cybers with young women, usually one-offs.  But he meets Paisley and they connect.  Regular cybering ensues.  He sends a video of himself in hopes that she will return the favor.  She loves it but mysteriously disappears from o...

Tom's world had been drastically altered.  His sex life at home with his wife of thirty years had dwindled to a point of non-existence.  She never initiated sex and when he asked for it, she routinely turned him down.  She was too tired, busy playing spades online or watching a show on her tablet.  The very rare occasion she did relent and agree to sex, it consisted of her turning on her side, pulling down her bottoms and...

“Well, good morning,”  I said with a smile on my face as I closed the door behind me.  I sat the tray on the ledge beside the sink and glanced over to the bubble-filled bathtub in our suite.  There she was, just basking in the glow of our late night/early morning lovemaking.  She looked so beautiful in the tub covered with bubbles in all the right places. I popped the cork and poured the champagne out and went to hand Syd...

Nic was finishing up a scotch at the hotel bar as he mentally went over his early morning business meeting. After a week of negotiations and contracts, it was a success to acquire the tech startup. It'd cost him a few million but millions were pocket change compared to the billions he was worth. Now, he only had to check out of the hotel and head back to his home in LA. After spending the past few days in Chicago’s “sprin...

From my point of view, nothing had changed. I mean, even if I am a smart-ass, I've always been a nice guy.  So when I left work one night, and Angie from the Parts Department had a flat tire, I didn't think twice about offering to help.  No, she isn't some hot, young woman that I was trying to impress.  She and I are both in our late forties.  Sure, it was cold out, and the snow was going to make it tricky to place her ja...

It would be cliché to say that I saw her the moment she walked in the door, just as it would be both cliché and trite to say that it was love at first sight. Both would also be untrue. The truth is that I have no idea when she walked in; I was sitting at the bar, my back to the door, watching a football game, and I barely noticed her when she slid onto the bar stool two places to my left. Bored and horny after a sexless w...

I watch as my wife starts up the engine and slowly edges out of our drive. As she departs up the road, my attention turns to last night’s dream.I bound quickly up the stairs and head to our bedroom. Lying on the bed, I reach down to the bottom drawer of my bedside cabinet and take out my Rothman's football book, season 87/88. Turning it upside down, I flick through the heavy volume and out pops the photo, hidden deep in t...