Taxi driver Stories

The city lights flickered like distant stars as Chloe slid into the back of the taxi, already her heart was racing. She was nineteen and horny; her body thrumming with an insistent need that had been building all night. The club had been packed, the music pulsating, and the guy she'd danced with- oh fuck, the way he moved, the way his hands had rested on her hips; it all played back in her mind like a looping, erotic film...

When I was 18, I decided that my native England was too boring and went in search of European adventures. After traveling through France, Spain, Italy and Austria, I eventually settled in Belgium. I spent a year working as an au pair in Brussels and, a week before I was set to leave, I decided it was time for a night out. I had chosen to wear my favourite blue mini dress, curled my long black hair and put on my dancing sh...

Chapter 02: Now I get a secret of my ownThis is a continuation to the story 'Hubby has a Secret'; it's best to read that first."WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?"Since that day my husband Mike told me about his fetish for nylons there has been a change in me. I'm not saying it has been a bad change, I've had fun, but it's like I'm someone else. Best I explain from the start.So, there I was making dinner. My son, Daniel, w...