I woke at 4:00. I was in Jules’ bed. Jules’ arm lay across my chest as she slept, her breathing a cute cross between a whisper and a vesper. I remembered that I’d left my phone charging in the car, so I dragged on a shirt and trousers and went to retrieve it. Jules was waking as I returned to bed. “What’s the time?” she croaked. “A little after 4:00.” “Fuck! Are you ok?” “Yes. I always wake up around this time.” “Why?” “I...

I awoke to the sound of a shower running and reached for my phone. It had just turned 7:30. I texted Doug to say I’d be late. I then ordered coffee from room service and pulled on my trousers and shirt. I looked around the room and only saw Susan’s dress and shoes as they lay undisturbed on the carpet. We hadn’t made much of an impression on the floor. The bed, however, told a different tale. I sat on the side I had slept...

Groggily, my eyes opened. I momentarily struggled to recognise where I was. The bed was a warm and cosy haven that held me in its embrace. I saw the tangle of discarded clothing laying on the dark grey carpet in a haphazardly logical tableau. The final garment, a minuscule black lace thong, resting in a misshapen dream on top of my navy blue chinos. I was alone in Heather’s bed and I smiled as images from the previous eve...

“Why?” “I can’t say, Maria.” “But, Tony, I ……” I cut her off and walked out of the room. I didn’t trust her. I decided to hold fire. I’d keep an eye on developments. Luckily Brady had come to the office and was checking some information on the Hartford job with Barry. They called me as I passed and asked me to sit in with them. “Tony, Brady is looking for information on these,” Barry said pointing at his computer screen,...

Phil returned to work Monday, still in a euphoric daze. Just a few weeks ago, the submissive life he and his beloved Sandra had cultivated so carefully over years was non-existent since her untimely death, resorting to elaborate scenes of self-inflicted pain to create a pale shadow of that life he loved. Now, through a happy accident, both his sexy next-door neighbor and his suggestive but somewhat distant sister-in-law w...

Lisa Gary asked me to review and edit what he had written so far about us, and I was more than happy to do that. Honestly, I was super excited to be the first to read about us from his viewpoint. I was looking forward to reliving our experiences through his eyes. The only thing that surprised me was the emotional side of things. I was increasingly worried about his inability to see how irresistible he was to Rachel, Tina,...

I wake with a start. Had I been dreaming, or did all that really happen? I roll onto my side and the morning sunlight throws a golden beam across the bed, to light up Lucy's body alongside me, still sleeping peacefully. Her face is peaceful, with a slight smile on her lips, and one arm, shoulder and ample breast is exposed, with the white sheet thrown aside. Her shoulder length blonde hair is spread across the pillow, and...

There once was a FriskyFlower. He has a specific power. He shows me his meat. It feels oh so sweet, And he makes me scream for hours. This Flower was quite a surprise, When he held my smoldering eyes. He’d lift up my feet And bite on my seat. So cruel, that the time always flies. FriskyFlower was so adept. My flower would always accept. That lick felt so good, He sucked that hot hood. The bite on my clit… I just leapt! Th...