or some reason, I felt embarrassed as I walked along the hotel corridor in search of the room. The hotel was plush and I thought I saw Ms Duivel in the lobby bar with a group of women but couldn’t be sure. At last I found the room, used the key the room and entered, […]
I noticed a substantial change in Edward’s behaviour immediately following my allowing him relief. For the rest of the weekend I was not the centre of his attention and he was surly, sullen and resentful, sometimes angry. I noted this `post-orgasm behaviour’ for future reference, ignored him and simply enjoyed the rest of weekend, shopping […]
The time is 1942. The world is at war and George Hunt, an English spy somewhere in France, along with, Monique Rouge, a female member of the French Resistance, are picked up and are taken to Paris for interrogation. After the local SS intelligence agent can’t get anywhere they are turned over to the Gestapo. […]
She caught me at a bad time. With one hand I was cutting and pasting a code fix and with the other, I held a tuna salad sandwich I’d just taken a big bite out of. It wasn’t the best of times to meet a good-looking woman. I heard a rapping, as someone “knocked” on […]
Paul curtsied as Gloria entered her private quarters. He was, of course, standing ready and awaiting her return . . . as a lady’s maid should. “Fetch me a Campari and Soda, Pauline,” ordered Gloria crisply. “Yes, Ma’am . . . at once,” said Paul. This was his new form of address to his mistress. […]
I headed back over to the shop, feeling so good about things that I got totally and completely lost. I got so lost I couldn’t find my way back to the hospital and Chris’ office again. I finally guessed that the mountain should be on my right. I was just about to stop and call […]
Brian: You will have to forgive the way I write. I don’t do it often. The words come out so slowly. Each letter is like a worm wriggling its way out of a tiny hole. How many times does that little line flash at the end of one word before I can write another? It […]
My wife, Annie, was brought up in a strict home, and hadn’t even been French-kissed until our first date in college. She was a virgin on our wedding night, and though we fucked only twice, we had sim- ultaneous orgasms the first time. Annie’s was so powerful she screamed. She also came very hard on […]
It was lunch time: high noon. Office workers streamed onto the streets and past the park, in their race to find sustenance for their bellies and a break from their work. Walking through the park on this warm July day, there was a young woman sitting on one of the benches in the elm-shaded square. […]
“I hate you!” Polly declared when I finally, with the help of Cheyenne, managed to extract her from her infant swing. Brent had left us to our own devices as soon as he’d cum. We were alone in the attic. Cheyenne and I finished washing ourselves. We were quite clean now, and ready for whatever […]