While Sarah had been intentionally putting the alcohol away, Keith had switched to soft drinks some time back, so he felt safe to drive. Aaron had assured them that he only lived a few minutes away, so the couple was once again following a strange man to his home for the purpose of Sarah having sex with him. Keith was surprised at how nervous he felt; after all, this had all really been his idea from the beginning. Sarah,...

The drive over to Curt’s condo was surreal. Traffic was very light at this time of night; it was a simple task to follow the man’s silver sedan. Sarah sat next to Keith in their car, a look of nervousness on her face. “Are you sure about this?” she asked in a hesitant tone. “We seriously just met this guy. Fantasy is one thing, are you sure that you want to do this for real, Keith? There’s no going back… once it happens,...

“Premature menopause,” came the words, crushing like a sledgehammer into Sarah Fuller’s soul. Doctor Hampton delivered the diagnosis calmly, like this was some everyday conversation instead of a devastating blow to all of Sarah’s plans and dreams. “But… but I’m only thirty-six!” Sarah nearly wailed in response. “How can this be possible? What can we do about it? What treatments are best for this?” Sarah slumped in a plush...

On a rainy day, junior year in high school, track practice was cancelled because the track was flooded and there was lightning. We couldn’t run inside because the admin was setting up for some bid school board meeting or something, and they didn’t want a mess – so, we had the day off. Two of my girlfriends and I decided to spend the day at the mall, walk around, maybe check out some stores and guys and go to the movies to...

SUNDAY I woke on Sunday morning to the very pleasant sensation of Sara cuddled up to me, stroking my cock. Little head had obviously woken up before big head. “Good morning,” I said as I kissed her brow. “Good morning sleepy head,” she replied. “I fancy a really big breakfast.” “Sounds good, but I know what I’d like first,” I said as I rolled around to face her. Sara kept hold of my now aching cock and said “That will hav...

SATURDAY When I woke the next morning, I was feeling surprisingly refreshed. Sara was still fast asleep beside me. I carefully slid out of bed so as not to disturb her and, having used the bathroom, went along to the kitchen and made coffee. While the kettle boiled, I tidied up a little in the living room. I sorted out the pile of ropes and tidied all the toys into a neat pile. I brought my coffee through into the living...

FRIDAY When I woke the following morning I was alone, well alone in bed at least. I could hear noises from down the corridor. I got up, grabbed my robe, and after a quick bathroom break, headed down the hallway. Sara was in the kitchen, naked as the day she was born. My washing up had been done and she was standing at the counter tapping her fingers as the kettle slowly came to the boil. “Good morning. I hope you don’t mi...

As Sara’s parting words were to encourage me to contact her soon I popped her email on Sunday evening. It was nothing intense, just asking her if she was OK and whether she had any problems when she got home. I also sent an email to Karen thanking her for the fantastic time. I mentioned that I’d mailed Sara. I had to work on Monday morning so pottered about for a little while planning an early night. I quickly checked my...