It wouldn't be a short flight across the pond, so I had already given myself a pep talk in the mirror before leaving for the airport. Keeping a positive attitude about all the trials and tribulations of airline travel can be difficult. But as I locked up my place and got into a cab - I decided to just relax and go with the flow. Nevertheless, it would be a long day, I thought. Travelling is sheer boredom now. All the fun...

After my experience with various hotels, I discovered a better alternative - staying in a local house in a 'spare room'. The benefits were manifold. It was cheaper, I could leave clothes and toiletries rather than carrying back and forth, and lastly, I met new people. So it was that I found people with a spare room who were happy to have someone contribute to the costs of running a house. I stayed with a number of people....

I lived and worked for several years in a big city in the very far west of the North American continent. I had met up with a lovely local lady a few years younger than me, but ‘of age’. We had a great time. We shared an interest in the outdoors life as well as a great amount of kinkiness. Josie was into spanking and oral sex and liked to have sex where we might be caught doing it. I was less keen on that one but cooperate...

Trolley pushing with Stella; squeaking wheels and crash, bang, wallops; her urchin brood running riot. No cash and very little credit. It's a buy one, secrete one operation, with the offspring-from-hell as diversionary tactics. Hubby is hung like a horse and not shy about stuffing her fuck-holes with man-meat and sperm cream. After four kids, she's well stretched out. Buy one, secrete one. Buy one, secrete one. She's got...

She had a wide-brimmed black hat on and sunglasses so that no one would recognize her. She held on tight to her huge shoulder bag. She looked around the store with the corner of her eyes, facing the door, where just outside her mother/manager was waiting for her in their Range Rover. She tried not to break out into a huge, victorious smile as she got closer to the exit of this high-end retail store. Just a few more feet a...

I wish I could think clearer than I do. I wish I could see things better than I do. Sometimes, when you can see everything, you miss the things that matter most.My job? Seeing. And I see a lot. In fact, it wouldn’t be an understatement to say I see everything. Everything important, anyway. I stare down the screens packed into a small room, and make sure nothing bad happens. Security. Of course, nothing bad ever does happe...

My back against youFitting thereYour hand curves to my breastWe breathe together in a bedYour head against me restsWe try to do thisWhen we canIt’s going on for yearsAnd then we live our separate livesBut neither seems to careThis is usThis is our wayRoutine within routineWe meet, we kiss, we love, then sleepWe pledge ourselves, then leaveI think this has us satisfiedNeither asks for moreWe trust in how the other feelsDes...