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The Rape of May Again

May and I woke early the next morning and I heard her moan as she rolled over. "Are you alright?" I asked, concerned about what she had been forced to experience last night (see The Rape of May). "Just a bit sore, especially my bottom" she replied softly, embarrassed by what had caused her soreness. "I'm sorry sweetheart. I know I should have stopped it somehow and certainly I should not have enjoyed it like I did" I told her contritely. "Please don't be upset darling. I told you...

To Leave And To Find

How come I felt like a rat, when I know I just did what had to be done? Why did I keep my mouth shut to protect her, when she herself instigated all this? What was happening to me? Was I turning into a whimp? God knows I loved her once. And not even that many years ago. I'd even say that our first 5 years together were happy. Lots of love, lots of lovemaking. Successes in our businesses - she a lawyer, I an independent furnituremaker. We made tons of money, and I made quite a bit more than...

After the Honeymoon

[This is a sequel to 'A Different Honeymoon'. This new story will make more sense if you read that story first.] Was it really ten months since we came back from our honeymoon, I asked myself? Certainly it had been a wonderful ten months, even if it had been a bit of a struggle financially. Shirley was working hard to complete her final year at university and within two weeks she should be finished and able to get a full time job, which would ease our financial difficulties. In two weeks...

The Flats

The flats are at the bottom of my road. They were built in the 1930s during the first wave of municipal socialism that morphed into the welfare state after the Second World War. A blue plaque marks a rent strike from the 1960s – an idea that would be laughable in today's greedy and meretricious world. They are brick built, relatively low rise and cluster round a cobbled courtyard. If you can get past the security gates, you find yourself somewhere strangely quaint and tranquil – an echo of a...

Extern Weekend

This story is of adult nature. If you are too young, too prudish or just plain unlucky to live in a place where people feel offended by erotic literature, you should stop reading now. Remember: The authors' only rewards are your comments. So, take a minute of your time and email me. It's Sunday night, 1 am. I just fucked my poor husband silly for two solid hours, and right now he's sleeping like a log, while I'm sitting here, totally confused and at all doubts about myself. I really...

My New Passport

Charles Miller had it all. A well-paid and challenging job he enjoyed, a very comfortable lifestyle in an idyllic English village with a loving wife and daughter. Then some over-confident posh twat called an ‘advisory’ referendum about membership of the European Union, and cocked it all up for him. CAUTION – heavy on UK politics! I had a demanding but immensely satisfying job in Central London, with a salary and life style to match. Then the Brexit referendum happened, and my life suddenly...

Me On CD In Havana

Hi there, I know it's been a long time since I wrote up any of my experiences, but Jon's been keeping me busy, and happy, and hasn't been telling me to take time out to write them up. We've had lots of fun in the last year or so since I last wrote anything but I haven't got time to write them all. Jon's been so pleased with our last experience / adventure that he's told me to find time to write about it. Right, Jon had to go to Miami on business (computer software). It was a bit of a...

Baggy Knickers

Inspired by a newspaper article about an old lady spotted in delicato in her own garden. I heard an anguished yelp alongside a footpath. The wooded area surrounding the ancient but seemingly occupied old house was pretty dense, so I couldn’t see anything immediately. Initially not knowing the area, I had been surprised to see a brand new white, Smart car up against a building through some once ornate closed gates. I had carried on following the way marked signs indicating my log distance hike...

An Office Rivalry

Rachel hated Morgan. If you were to ask her why she despised the new girl she could not give you an answer, all she knew was that she did. Rachel and Morgan worked at Kingsmeadow House, the main HR department for the local hospital in the lovely area of Surrey. they were part of a team that maintained hospital staff ordering efficiency and made sure all the accounts were correct and everyone got paid. Such a close group of staff meant that everyone got on with one another, except the two...

Different Kind of Prisoner

Copyright© 2004 Twenty miles out from the city I pulled up alongside a car which had two elderly women sitting with the doors open, the hood up and steam coming from the engine. I was two days out of Peterhead prison having to serve my full sentence without remission. The car was a friend's son's which I was delivering for him. I pulled up alongside them and got out. "Can I help?" I asked the two women. "Our car just made a loud bang then stopped," the younger one answered. Younger...

Mannsborough Tales 3 Svetlana s Second Chance

Svetlana didn't even glance up when the doorbell rang. Despite the fact that he left her alone all but three or four days out of the month, Karl liked the illusion that she was completely helpless and, without him around, would soon starve or go mad due to her inability to perform even the simplest of tasks, like opening doors or turning on the television, for herself. For the most part, Sveta was happy to humor him. After all, he let her stay in this fairly posh apartment and asked so little...

Skin Deep

Just ten minutes to go before school was due to start and Scott Riley pedalled furiously, trying against the odds to make it on time. Already this week he had chalked up one demerit for being late. One more demerit and it would mean a detention. His mum had called him in plenty of time but Scott at 15 years old had raging hormones and had woken up with a stiffy that just had to be dealt with. Scott could make up some time on the downhill stretch just past Tesco. Scott must have been doing over...

The Perils Of Pauline Bates

It's the quiet ones. Erickson's double glazers, nice firm, family run, employed about twenty staff, fitters, office, sales reps; Pauline Bates worked in administrations and her husband Gerald was a sales rep. The Bates lived about half an hour away from the firm, they where happy with their lot, a little two bedroom bungalow, no kids yet but as she was twenty eight and he thirty three they thought time was running close but due to working and saving they were doing little to have one. With...

One and One Makes Three

I'm Tim, and I live in large farmhouse in a small village near Grantham in Lincolnshire. I work in the oil and gas industry in London as an engineer, and commute from home most days by train, it's only a little over an hour to Kings Cross, although I do also own a very small studio flat near Victoria which I use if I am late leaving London or have an early start. The story starts about eighteen months ago, it was a Wednesday afternoon at the beginning of June. I dumped my long term...

Orienteering Club

How would you decide what clubs to join during Freshers Week? I had some basic criteria: physically strenuous ok, team sports not ok, thinking ok, nerdy not ok; but, most of all, it had to be whatever those two girls over there were signing people up for! They were thin and beautiful, shockingly beautiful, with large breasts. It was the size and jutting-outness of their breasts, exaggerated by the flatness and tone of their tummies and athletic legs, that really grabbed my attention. They...

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