Lithuanian Wife and Cock Slut in London
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Hi, I am Sunny from London, originally from Delhi & live in Hounslow London. I can’t help but picture Ramesh’s hot wife sitting on my lap. Those big boobs as they bounce up and down as she screams out my name in my mind. Well sure it’s wrong for me to have her there in the first place. I just cant help myself! God made that woman for guys to have hardcore, sweaty, sexual thoughts about. It all started about a year ago. Ramesh, my co-worker, invited me over to watch a India Pakistan Cricket Match in January.
I get there and the most gorgeous woman brought out a plate of samosas & chatni. When I say gorgeous I really mean the most beautiful slut you could ever dream you had your hands on. She wore this small tight shirt & Her white jeans revealed a thin black thong. Her eyes were on me from the moment she walked through the kitchen door.
There we were on the sofa about to watch the cricket. She sat right between Ramesh and me, and grazed my leg every so often as we
cheered to the T.V. Ramesh fucked up and had to take an office call, so he walked into the next room. She got up seconds after him and went towards the kitchen. I felt a little thirsty anyway, so I followed her into the kitchen to grab a “glass of water.” Damn her sexy ass looked so good in those tight white jeans. I needed for those pink lips to grip around my dick and suck me down like I knew she could do.
“Rajni, can I get a glass of water? I’m thirsty.” I told her when she turned around and spotted me with my eyes glued to her ass.
“Of course, what kind of hostess would I be if I left my guests wanting for anything?” She giggled and turned to the counter.
She reached up to her tip toes about to get a glass. I took that as an invite, could you blame me? I walked right up behind her and grind my cock right against her ass.
I reached just passed her hand and grabbed onto a cup. She moaned a low surprised sound as I dropped my head into her neck, taking in a nice deep breath of her fragrance. My cock jumped into life faster then it ever had.
Being the sexy lady I knew her to be, she pushed her ass right back into me. I gripped a hold of one of her breasts and bit down into her neck. My fingers ground roughly at her hardened nipple. She tried to stifle down a moan as I pulled her even closer. I put the glass down onto the counter in front of her. I’m not sure if she was surprised or if she thought this was just a game. But I was about to crack down on her with the dick she needed. Her hands gripped around my wrist as I tried to push my free hand down her pants. She whimpered as I gripped harder on her breast.
She wasn’t going to get out of this in one piece. She shook her head as I bit down against her neck again. Her entire body pushed back against mine. I knew she wanted it. My hand finally reached that nice small thong. Her legs spread wide as she groaned low and bit down on her bottom lip. My fingers grazed over a nice soft patch of hair. Then I pushed my hand down further until my finger pushed her already wet lips apart. I ground deep into her hungry slit. This slut was hot and ready. I pumped my finger in and out of her slit a few times and could smell her arousal.
“That was the office,” I heard Ramesh say, as I tore my hands off of her.
“We’re in here Ramesh.” I yelled out to him as she fixed her cloths as fast as she could.
I took the glass from in front of her and went to the sink. I washed my hands just as he walked into the kitchen and chuckled. My cock ragged deep in my pants as I pushed it against the sink.
“If I had a one pound for every out of working hour office call I’d be rich,” he said, as he smacked my back.
“Well that’s what you get for being the junior executive,” I said, as I filled up my glass with water.
His wife shivered slightly as she bent down in the fridge and brought out some more snacks.
“Aww Rajni you work so hard to keep everyone happy,” Ramesh said, and walked over to her and kissed the back of her head.
I smiled and watched her as she turned to hug him. She bit down into her bottom lip as she looked directly in my eyes. ‘Oh she is going to keep me happy that’s for sure,’ I thought to myself. I nod my head once to her and wink as she flushed bright red. I walked out of the kitchen back to sit down and watch the game. Ramesh came back out with the snacks in his hands. I shrugged when I didn’t see Rajni and went back to the cricket match. That was the first encounter that I had with Mrs. Rajni. It has been about two weeks that I hadn’t seen her. But it wasn’t going to go another week.
“Yeah, I’m going to have to find someone watching the cricket match that’s coming on tomorrow,” I said to Ramesh as we walked out of local pub one evening.
“Oh? Do you want to come over and watch it with me and Rajni?” he asks.
“I would love to.” I chuckle smacking his shoulder.
“Cool, can you come around 12? It’s a little while before the game, but I have to grill meat on bbq.”
“I’ll be there.” I nod to him as we walk to our cars.
I get in my car, and I can’t stop my thoughts as they drift to Rajni. That round ass pushing against my dick as she bites down on her bottom lip… I flip back to reality and realize that Ramesh is standing at my window. I start to freak out but then quickly realize that he didn’t know what I was thinking. I roll my window down and give him a fake smile.
“What’s going on man?” I ask.
“Are you OK? It seems like you were deep in thought.”
“I’m fine man, just been pent up for a while, and in need of a good fuck.” I smiled at him as he laughed.
Ramesh reaches out with a fist giving me a nuck. “I hear you. Rajni and I haven’t done anything in a while.”
I want to tell him that I was about to handle his responsibilities for him. I carried on with my fake smile, and told him I’d see him tomorrow.
I wake up hard and horny as hell, with thoughts of Rajni. I took a quick hot shower and get dressed heading out the door without a lick of food.I could think of a few things to eat at Rajni’s. I smiled to myself as I pull up outside of their house. Rajni wore a short sun dress and was bent over in her car getting out groceries.
I approach her watching as she bends over deep in the trunk. That dress hanging just at the back of her knees. As the wind blows, it shows off a bit of her upper thigh. I smack her ass hard and she jerks up and drops all of the groceries onto the floor.
“What the hell?” She yells out as she grips onto her ass.
“You liked it,” I said with a cheeky smile and bend down in front of her as I collect all of the groceries.
I get back up and look at her as she stands there with red cheeks. I smiled again and take the groceries into the house.
“Hey you made it.” I hear Ramesh’s muffled yell from outside in the back yard through the glass door.
I lift my hands full of groceries to him as he turns back to the grill. I put the groceries on the counter just as Rajni walks into the kitchen. I walk right up to her and grip a hand full of her long curls. I pull her to me and push my tongue into her mouth.
She stands there for a moment not moving a single muscle. Then I felt her hands grip onto me and pull me closer. She grinds her tongue back up and down against mine.
Her breath grew harder as I gripped a tighter hold of her hair, yanking her lips off of mine. I grip onto the edge of her dress and push it up over her hips.
“No! Don’t!” She moans softly as I push her up onto of the counter.
I yank her hair back more as her head tilts against the cabinets. My fingers push into her panties and grind up and down her soppy slit. I grip onto her panties and snatch them until they rip off of her. She gasped as I released her and put her panties in my pocket.
“You… You can’t have those,” she moans, as she leaves her legs spread opened wide.
“Oh? I can’t?” I ask as I kneel in front of her.
“No! Fuck, what are you doing?!” She moans out as her head drops back an her hips push to my tongue as I take a pre-game snack.
She grips onto my head moaning as my tongue slides up and down her clit.
“Shit!” She moans.
Her hips push forward as I begin to withdraw my mouth. She whimpers and pushes her hips to my face even more. I pull my head back all the way and lift my fingers to her choot.
She nods and spreads her legs wider, as she wiggles on the counter. Winking at her I grip her, pulling her from the counter top.
I push my lips onto hers and stick my tongue into her mouth. We share her lovely pussy juices until I pull away and smirk at her.
I turn and walk out with a little piece of the panties poking out of my pocket. I hear her groan as I pull the door open to the back yard. I step out with a deep rich breath of success.
“Hey, I’m glad you made it!” Ramesh says, as he stands by the grill with a huge smile on his face.
“Yea, I just took care of the groceries”
“Oh wow, you didn’t have to. Rajni would have done it.”
“Oh it was no problem. I mean I’m here so might as well lend the helping hand right?” I chuckle and walk over to him as I look down into the grill & looked at chicken, sausages, burgers etc.
“Smells great,” I say.
“Oh thanks. Rajni likes when I grill meat.” He shrugs and flips the burgers.
I look around at the food he was already done with. I try to think of some reason for a asda superstore trip to pop up.
“These burgers have spices grilled into all of them?” I ask.
“Oh yea, it’s a family recipe.” He looks at me smiling.
“Oh,” is all I say as I look down into the grill.
“You don’t eat spices?” He asks as he looks back into the grill and took the burgers off.
“No, I don’t. But it’s OK I’ll just eat when I get home.” I look up at him with a shrug of my shoulders.
“Well you don’t have to do all of that. I can run back to the asda to get some more meat and make you your own burgers.” He chuckles and closes the bbq grill.
“Are you sure? I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
“Of course I am sure. You’re my guest, just relax.” We make our way into the house.
“Thanks, Ramesh.” My cock begins to get hard as images of Rajni, spread wide as she screams my name, fill my head.
“Rajni?” He yells for her as I sit down on the couch.
“Yes dear?” She yells out from down the hall.
“I’m going to run to the asda for a minute, I have to pick up some meat and coal, it shouldn’t take me long.”
“OK see you guys later then.” She smiled as she came around the corner and stood next to Ramesh.
“Oh honey, he’s not going. It will only take me a minute.” He smiles and kisses her forehead.
Her eyes dart to me as I run my tongue over my top lip. I could swear I saw her nipples get hard.
“OK dear, hurry back.” She smiles and looks up to him.
“Thought he would never leave.” I say standing up just as the door closes and Ramesh walks to his car.
“Now, you wait a minute. The asda isn’t that far…” she stutters as I climb off of the couch.
My cock hard already as I lift my eyebrow looking down at her dress.
“You put on some more panties?”
“No.” She looks down blushing slightly.
“I knew you were a slut.” She blushes even more as I stand in front of her. I open my arms and she hesitates for a moment.
“Just to be clear…. This is a one time thing. I love Ramesh and it would kill him if he found out.” She whimpers laying her weight into my open arms.
“It can be one time, depending on how tight your pussy is.” I lift her into my arms.
Her legs grip around my waist as I turn with her. Beginning to walk back towards the hall.
“No! The couch please!” She urges me.
“OK,” I say, continuing to move to the hall.
Her body wiggles as she tries to break free from my grip.
“No, please not the bedroom, please!” She yells as I bit down into her neck.
She moans loud as she whimpers struggling in my arms. Her pussy grinding nice and hard against my cock. The only thing separating us are my clothes.
“Please!” She yells as I push their door open.
“Shut up, slut!” I yell at her as she shakes her head.
I walk across the room to the large bed, unzipping my pants and shifting her in my arms.
“I want to fuck you on the bed.”
“Please not the bed.” She yelps as I throw her onto the bed.
My pants fall quickly as I land down between those nice soft thighs. My hips line up with hers as she spreads her legs wider for me. I poke my tip in and out of her tight walls.
“Fuck, for a slut you got a nice tight pussy.” I laughed softly gripping onto her neck holding her firmly to the bed.
“I don’t do this often.” She moans as she bites down on her bottom lip.
“I knew you were a slut from the first time I looked at you, Rajni.” My hips rush forward.
She yells loud as her body shivers hard around me. My tip impaling her as her walls try to make room for me. I slump forward moaning as I lay my weight against her.
“Shit!” I moan into her ear as my cock throbs hard on the verge of exploding in her already.
“Please.” She moans softly to me.
Her hips grinding up against mine, making my cock inch in and out of her.
“You want to go to the couch?” I ask, looking down into her eyes.
“No, please fuck me now!”
I lift my hips and grind back deep inside of her. I close my eyes, gripping her closer. Her back lifts off the bed as her pussy grips me more. Her ankles lock around my hips nudging me deeper. I pick up speed, grinding into her hot slick walls.
“Damn. When was the last time you fucked?” I pant, moaning against her neck.
“Oh! Oh! Yes!” She moans as I cover her mouth with my hand.
“Shut up slut!” I moan down at her as I begin ramming my dick deeper into her cunt.
My balls smack at her ass roughly as she howls into my hand. I pull my hand off of her mouth and lift up slightly. I look down at her as she is spread wide and moaning loud.
My hips pick up speed as fast as they can go as her walls tremble and pulse around my cock. A light coat of sweat layers my body. I pull out, and roll her onto her stomach.
“Get on your knees slut.” I pant as she complies.
Her nice round ass moves in the air as her pussy leaks down onto the bed. She bites down on her bottom lip looking back at me as she pushes her hips back feeling my cock poke at her frame.
I love doggy style, what a sight to see. I grip onto her hips and ram my cock back deep inside of her. My hips flex as my tip drags in and out, spreading her walls out further.
I pick up the pace as I grip onto her hair yanking her back hard. Her back arches deep as I send my cock flying at her cunt. My balls slapping at her pussy.
She moans out louder with each of my thrusts as she pushes back against me. I feel the rush of the hot cum pulsing up my shaft.
“No please don’t cum in me, please!” She moans loud gripping my ass and pulling me closer to her.
“Let go of me if you don’t want me to cum in you.” I yell as my hips push harder against hers.
“Ahhhh fuck!” She moans pushing her nails into my ass, pulling me even closer.
My hips continue to push deep at her. She explodes around my cock. She makes me erupt hard into her frame. My body shivers hard as she grinds back against me, milking me for all I have.
“Shit. Mmmmm fuck….” She moans as she collapses down against the bed.
“Fuck.” I moan pulling back.
A small trail of my cum follows me out and dribbles onto the bed. I collapse down onto the floor panting and lifting up my pants.
“Thanks for the fuck,” I say, knowing that we’ve only begun.
I walk out as she lays there on the bed. I close the door and walk to the kitchen. Breathing hard and zipping my pants and wiping the sweat off my face. The front door opens and in walks Ramesh.
“Hey what I miss?” He laughed as he walks into the kitchen picking up a plate and smacking my shoulder.
“Oh nothing.” I shrug smiling to him having caught my breath.
“Where’s Rajni?”
“She is in the back I believe, she said something about washing a load of clothes? I don’t know,” I say, looking into the sink and getting a cup of water.
“I love her so much, she is so wonderful,” he says.
He unloads the groceries from the bags. Prepping the meat into patties and seasoning them. He smiles to me showing me the patties as I give him thumbs up while drinking the water.
I chuckle as he walks out the door a few minutes later. I hear the footsteps before I turn my head to see Rajni as she walks into the kitchen.
“That was Ramesh,” I say low.
She moves across the kitchen floor and hugs me close. She kisses along my chest as her hands push up and down my back.
“You’d better stop before I fuck you right here on this counter top.” She giggles as we spin slightly.
Lifting her up in my arms and kissing her deep. Pushing her ass onto the counter top and unzipping my pants as my cock slowly peeks out getting harder. Her legs lock around me as our tongues lap against each other in my mouth. I pull my head back, looking in her eyes.
“What a slut!” I smirk.
“You seem to love it.” She says as she rocks her hips forward.
My tip pushes into her wet pussy lips as she lets her head fall back. My tip slowly pumps up and down her slit. Our juices slime out of her pussy onto the counter top.
What a way to start a hot affair. I feel bad for Ramesh sometimes. But the way I see it… Rajni’s choice was obvious.
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After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty-five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight. They were often a long way from home on business. Almost without exception these women would be very good communicators, uninhibited and able to articulate their sexual preferences. And if they enjoyed what I had to offer and recommended me to others that was an...
I was apprehensive about going home with Darleen, I mean she had told me her family knew about her orientation and accepted it, but I was still too introverted to face others who would know about me. At times I regretted agreeing to go home with her for the weekend, but now felt committed as she was the type of woman who wouldn’t take no for an answer. We drove up on the Thursday after work, I was a bundle of nerves of course and wanted to get it over with. The traffic was really heavy going...
I was due to spend a week in London visiting the head offices of thecompany to present my ultimatum to the board. From Heathrow I took thecompany limo to my hotel in central London and settled in. I was a bit jetlagged from the trip so I enjoyed a quiet dinner in the hotel and an earlynight. The next morning, following an early breakfast and a jog in HydePark, I dressed carefully and conservatively for the first meeting. I tooka taxi, arriving at the company's City office building just after...
My parents in Iowa went to London for two weeks and sent for me on 9/26/13 to see the Minnesota Vikings play at Wembley stadium. They had a package deal where I arrive Thursday and go back on Tuesday. The only problem was I was at a different Hotel. After flying all night I got the Heathrow Thursday around noon and got my ride to the hotel. I checked in, contacted my parents and agreed to meet for dinner later. The nice thing about central London was it didn’t take me long to figure out the...
I was apprehensive about going home with Darleen, I mean she had told me her family knew about her orientation and accepted it, but I was still too introverted to face others who would know about me. At times I regretted agreeing to go home with her for the weekend, but now felt committed as she was the type of woman who wouldn't take no for an answer. We drove up on the Thursday after work; I was a bundle of nerves of course and wanted to get it over with. The traffic was really heavy going...
LesbianChapter OneSunday morning started out much like Saturday. Karen had my cock in her mouth when I woke up. Can there be a better way to start the day? The only difference was today Karen did not to get to cum. I let her worship her Master’s cock but she was left hanging. I had plans to do this all day. After breakfast, she cleaned the dishes while I prepared for some contact play. When she finally entered the playroom. I had some toys ready for her. As she entered the room, she fell quickly to...
A few months ago we made an otherwise boring journey into London into an orgasmic pleasure. Let me explain a bit. We live about an hour from London by train; it’s one of those trains that stops every few minutes at each station along the route.My outfit for the day was just a pair of boots a coat and a smile. Other than that I was naked. I left the house like this and was going to be naked under my coat all day in London. We didn’t have any backup clothes for me to wear. This was it!We walked...
ExhibitionismThese stories are about when I met a lot of female fuck buddies from the Internet. All information is true. I moved to london in mid July 2004, as I was starting job that week. I had been in a relationship for 10 months. However, less that 2 weeks into me moving, she told me she couldn't deal with the distance and wanted to end he relationship. I was pretty pissed off about it, but after acouple of days I though fuck it, I'm in a new city to for some fun. I set myself a challenge to get laid in...
When I arrive I Jacqui is very effusive, “You are a very attractive man. Just my type I think on first impressions.” She is tall, sun tanned, with short blond curly hair, very voluptuous and I guess a full size 14 body. I note her stiletto heels as I take in what she is wearing for me. Her full-length diaphanous see-through pink negligee is almost touching her feet. As she moves I note that it is split at the sides way up past the tops of her brilliant long legs and wonderful thighs to the...
After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty-five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight. They were often a long way from home on business. Almost without exception these women would be very good communicators, uninhibited and able to articulate their sexual preferences. And if they enjoyed what I had to offer and recommended me to others that was an...
When I arrive I Jacqui is very effusive, “You are a very attractive man. Just my type I think on first impressions.” She is tall, sun tanned, with short blond curly hair, very voluptuous and I guess a full size 14 body. I note her stiletto heels as I take in what she is wearing for me. Her full-length diaphanous see-through pink negligee is almost touching her feet. As she moves I note that it is split at the sides way up past the tops of her brilliant long legs and wonderful thighs to the...
After a wide range of experiences as a gigolo, I developed a preference for a certain type of client: elegant, sophisticated women aged around forty-five years old, with bodies anywhere between size ten to fourteen and not overweight. They were often a long way from home on business. Almost without exception these women would be very good communicators, uninhibited and able to articulate their sexual preferences. And if they enjoyed what I had to offer and recommended me to others that was an...
The following tale was told to me as being a true event and took place in the 1981. Chapter 1: The Back Ground My name is Paul and I was born in 1939; I am now 72; I am 5'10" and at the time of our visit to London I weighed about 11 stone and was 42 years old, I was pretty fit having played a lot of rugby and cricket up until my late 30's. I worked in the office of a major car manufacturer and retired from this position 7 years ago. In 1981 the year of our visit to London, Ruth and I had...
On the Saturday, the couple went off to the airport. They had a three-hour drive followed by an hour and a half flight to get to Brisbane. Then they had to transfer to the international airport. After a two-hour layover and then eight hours of flying to get them to Singapore. Both were glad they were flying first class. Mary also had to use her glamour for the overseas flights, and they had to behave themselves. They had decided to do the short overnight layover and catch the fourteen-hour...
Chapter 1Given just how revealing the slutty little outfits are that my hotwife wears to pubs, clubs and bars,I'm amazed that she's never been arrested for indecent exposure, breach of the peace or grossindecency! She constantly pushes out the boundaries of what she wears and what she gets up to.I first met Kim four years ago at a property exhibition I'd rented a stand at. Through an agency I'dhired four promotions girls to help out on the stand. They were all in their twenties,...
Fuck My Arabian Slut Wife By Arabian Knights Chapter I Nescafe Goes Black And Hubby Loves It My name is Aziz; I am a 45 years old businessman from Casablanca. My wife Nescafe (that’s her nickname), is 15 years younger than me. She is a very tall (almost 6’) and very sexy babe with the most perfect body you could ever imagine! She‘s got the most perfect boobs, a small waist, large sexy hips, and the biggest booty in town. With the purest and silkiest skin ever, light brown shiny hair and...
CuckoldNescafe Goes Black and Hubby Loves ItMy name is Aziz; I am a 45 years old businessman from Casablanca. My wife Nescafe (that’s her nickname), is 15 years younger than me. She is a very tall (almost 6’) and very sexy babe with the most perfect body you could ever imagine! She‘s got the most perfect boobs, a small waist, large sexy hips, and the biggest booty in town. With the purest and silkiest skin ever, light brown shiny hair and the most beautiful eyes! She is definitely a man-dream...
“THE SLUT WIFE GAME”Now that you’re cuckolded or a wannabe cuckold in training with your sexy hot wife or girlfriend, why not add a little excitement to your cuckold interracial lifestyle? Spice things up a bit and play “The Slut Wife Game” I created. HOW TO PLAY – “THE SLUT WIFE GAME” By the rules![/b]YOU’LL NEED A SMALL PAPER BAG, PEN OR PENCIL SET IT ASIDE.(We used a paper bag. You can use what ever you want for her to pick a number in)1, WIFE PICKS A NUMBER 1-10 FROM THE PAPER BAG. Write a...
Denzil Penhalligon an me growed up down Port Wen. One Sat day us went up the smoke for a bit of a spree . We went up on the train to Paddington which is as near London as the train gets. We bought they saver tickets about a month afore so’s we could afford it. We knew the streets weren’t paved with gold but we had at least expected some tarmac not pot holes held together with more pot holes and us ant realised how much they rip off bastards charged for everything. Anyway us went up the...
Introduction: I finally get to be with the man I love London. So beautiful at night. I stood staring out my hotel room window at the magnificent view. From here I could see Big Ben. It was stunning. My dad was in his hotel room down the hall. He had planned this daddy/daughter trip to London in an effort to keep me his little girl. Even though Im 16 and couldnt care less about our relationship. But London did have one advantage, it was the home of you, my lover. Aka, my Master. Your real name,...
My name is Angie and my husband Mike started to spank me soon after we were married. He first spanked me when I forgot to set the burglar alarm. Shortly after that I was chatting to my mum and it came out in the conversation and before I knew it she and I were spanking Mike for something he’d done wrong. Both Mum and I got very excited watching him being stripped and caned and judging from our time in bed afterwards, so did Mike. That was a few months ago and we’d continued to spank each other...
SpankingIt was Friday evening and as dusk drew in, and i sat thinking how much i was looking forward to the weekend. I was sat on a train hurtling down towards London to attend a conference the next day. I couldn't really care less about the conference. One of those all expenses paid interdepartmental things that work made me go on from time to time. No what I was looking forward to was seeing my best mate Joe and his gf Sarah. Joe had been my best friend since we started uni 6 years ago but as we...
Wow thing was really starting to heat up. Swinging was getting addictive for us. we decided to go to a club closer to home, located in Central London,first we didn't want to go to a Swingers Club, so close to our Home. Nasima suggested to her Husband, let’s try A Swingers Club somewhere that offered us more Luxury, Nasima and her Husband, wanted to meet with people into the Lifestyle, especially the naughty, Couples, from the City. On the way to the Private Party on Saturday night, we were so...
He’s done it again. The little shy boy routine, the wide oval eyes full of sparkle, the uneasy stammer. I’ve been with James for a year or so now. I know the tricks only too well because I fell for them myself. The story of a softly spoken, innocent looking guy who wouldn’t hurt a fly, but scratch the surface and you find the reality. * We’re sat in a backstreet pub in the centre of London, nothing out of the ordinary, and in fact we almost walked right past it, until James had taken a quick...
VoyeurIt was Friday evening and as dusk drew in, and i sat thinking how much i was looking forward to the weekend. I was sat on a train hurtling down towards London to attend a conference the next day. I couldn't really care less about the conference. One of those all expenses paid interdepartmental things that work made me go on from time to time. No what I was looking forward to was seeing my best mate Joe and his gf Sarah. Joe had been my best friend since we started uni 6 years ago but as we...
IN THE OFFICE In the afternoon I dressed, as a girl. Tucking my penis into panties, stockings, heels. Knowing, I guess, what might well happen in the evening but still unsure of myself. It was both expected and unexpected. When I took the job, it was just as a computer nerd. Andrew was a great boss, if that's the word when two people work together, in the office that's just the ground floor of his three storey terrace in Swiss Cottage. In his late 30s, reserved and polite, no...
I was just twenty when I met Marcus. A two hour train journey to London, we sat opposite each other with just the customary formica covered table separating us. I caught his eye a few times but disregarded the visual union as he was just an old man - older than my Father - yet like my dad smart, well groomed and stylishly dressed - for his age. My attention was for the first hour confined to the silly magazine I'd been daft enough to pay three pounds for but now, getting somewhat bored...
MatureIt must have been the year 1995, I was age 17 and I my last year of school. And in the last year of school each class makes a trip to another country for about 3-4 days. Our class and 2 other classes were going to London, England. As I live in Belgium, we just had to take the Chunnel so we were going be in London fast. I was looking forward to it for months. When we arrived at our hotel in London, the teachers parted the classes in small groups of 3 for our rooms. I ended up in a room with my...
Molly & Mark 2073 At long last the good times had returned. The economy was booming and there were more jobs, more money and more international confidence. And if it wasn't an economic boom for the whole Kingdom of England, it was undoubtedly a boom for those employed in the Docklands and the City of London. Although England's financial capital could no longer be ranked with New York or Tokyo, it was a comfort that something remained of the Square Mile's historic significance in the...
It must have been the year 1995 , I was age 17 and I my last year of school . And in the last year of school each class makes a trip to another country for about 3-4 days . Our class and 2 other classes were going to London , England . As I live in Belgium , we just had to take the Chunnel so we were going be in London fast . I was looking forward to it for months . When we arrived at our hotel in London , the teachers parted the classes in small groups of 3 for our rooms . I ended up in a room...
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