Dressing up Stories

It was early Friday evening, and I stood there completely naked. I was on show, having been washed, prodded and then buffed by Paula as she tried to make me look beautiful, like a top model. As I stood there, both excited and yet scared. I looked into the mirror, and my eyes went wide as I found it hard to recognise myself. Paula had done an amazing job. She had even put a little rouge on my nipples to make them more visi...

Brenda's camera was clicking away. My butch lesbian girlfriend had not stopped chuckling since I had told her about last night’s date with Karen. Her amusement had been first spurred by the fact that I had told my second girlfriend all about my first, the ongoing relationship with Brenda. Karen had taken that news surprisingly well. However, it was what happened at the end of the date that had Brenda really chuckling and...

I was a little bit in awe when I parked the car in the hotel basement and got the lift to the rooftop where there was a pool and a bar overlooking the city. I was a good earner, but the prices here were beyond me. As I passed through the lobby doors I saw my wife sitting with two guys at a table by the pool. The chairs were more comfortable and there was a bottle of champagne in a cooler and one empty glass. Sally had on...

I love people-watching, especially in the kind of bars that I frequent. Often, I sit in the corner, book in hand and a quiet glass of beer or the occasional Gin and Tonic. I peer over the top of my glasses when it suits me, which normally happens when someone enters the bar, or the noise level rises significantly. On normal evenings my gaze rests on those who enter for only a few seconds, maybe longer if they display driv...