Forty-six-year-old Alastair Hunter was seen in his local town as a pleasant, well-liked man who kept himself to himself. It was known that he lived alone and sometimes people wondered if he might have a girlfriend on the go but as he was rarely forthcomin...
My soon-to-be wife and I often fantasise in bed and are vocal about our own fantasies. We both have a common love for my partner to meet a stranger at a bar but whilst she is doing her thing, I am sat watching from a distance. We decided to one day act it...
Conference finally over, I'm in the lounge enjoying an old whiskey. Back against the bar, I watch Mr. Sharp Suit preach the Gospel of Me to circled sycophants. She drapes herself on the stool beside me. "You! Double G, single T," she commands, wagging a p...
