It had been another warm Tuesday and I’d played a reasonable round of golf, followed by a steak meal in the clubhouse. The company was good and the conversation, as usual, light. Occasionally, politics and finances reared their ugly cantankerous heads but, generally, we steered away from contentious topics. Our ingredients were mainly golf, other sports, sex and jokes. Never anything really personal. My old friend Mick wa...

I blinked, leaned forward to peer at the message on my computer screen, and then settled back into my chair. I shook my head and muttered, “Well I never.” I’d been quite stunned when I saw the name in my inbox, didn’t really believe it was true. Then I clicked on it and the familiar "Facebook" panel came up. Gaynor sent you a message, was the heading over the sender’s thumbnail picture. It read: Hi Richard, spotted you he...

You may think I’m being absurd but please don’t say a word This is something I need to do: Please, let me slowly disrobe you Each garment I’ll remove with care until you stand before me: exquisite, all bare Listen, in the seclusion of this field I stand and make a plea: please yield Thank you for that nod and smile but, be patient, this will take awhile This is not something to do in haste Please, keep looking into my fac...

Irene, on her back in the middle of the superking-sized bed, planted the soles of her feet firmly on the cotton sheet. Gazing up at the whirling ceiling fan, she inhaled slowly and deeply. With the expansion of her chest, firm breasts rose impressively and brown nipples pointed majestically skywards. Irene drew her heels back towards her buttocks, allowing her knees to fall sideways and so spreading her soft thighs wide a...

By your bed, I stand and stare, wondering if you’re aware. In my hands I hold a card, buying it had been so hard. Beneath your eyelids I see pulses, then awakening, fluttering lashes. You blink: one, two, three and now I know you see me. Your tongue pokes and licks along cracked, dried lips. You gaze up into my face a tiny smile now in place. A dry cough, then you speak a soft, sweet voice but oh so weak. Come here, come...

Ray couldn’t believe his eyes. It had all happened so quickly; in the blink of an eye really. Except Ray hadn’t blinked and now, behind his sunglasses, he stared wide-eyed at the rear end of the white convertible as it opened up distance between them. I must be mistaken, he thought, recovering from the unexpected and sudden blur of the car which had overtaken him. Ray, in truth, had not been fully concentrating on his dri...

The receptionist looked up and smiled as Anne’s heels clacked across the terracotta flooring of the quiet hotel lobby. “Good evening, Miss Oakley, hope you are well.” “Yes, thank you Georgina, I’m fine,” said the blonde, stooping to place her briefcase on the floor and then hitching the long strap of her overnight travel bag firmly into place on her left shoulder. Georgina, still smiling, swiped a room key card and offere...

Eric knew he was in for a special forty-fifth birthday treat as soon as he walked through the door. That morning, his wife Joy had presented him with card at the breakfast table and said, “I’m cooking up something tonight as a birthday treat. So, please, don’t be late home. No stopping for drinks with your cronies.” After a long day at the office, punctuated with a couple of lunchtime celebration drinks, it was six thirty...

Carl knew the spot well. Many a hot summer day he had trudged alone over and through the dunes to this secluded position, which was set back and almost hidden in the cliff overlooking the small horseshoe cove.This day, in the mid-afternoon, the burning sun was still high in the azure sky. Not even one fluffy white cloud punctured the blue. Carl, a solidly-framed six-footer whose fitness and shape denied his fifty years, s...

On the radio each day Since you went away The songs are about you Just you, And they leave me blue. Those tunes and words We once shared and loved Now haunt me Only me, Because you’re free. After all the sweet lines The wind and strings The times we held hands Beguiled by the bands, Why leave for different lands? Like a bird on the wing You left to do your thing Leaving me alone Listening to our song, Why have you gone? I...

We remember... Eyes scanning the room, party in full flow. Our glances fused sparks flew, boom! You blinked, I blinked, we played that curious game: look away, look back, a nervy smile of recognition. It’s all so long ago we even smoked. I lit your cigarette, you blew out the match, said “Save it for later.” That made me smile, though it was old and corny. I’ve been happy ever since laughing in your company. Oh, we’ve had...

When I come to you with lust in my heart, you urge me in, taut thighs wide apart, begging: please begin. When I come to you, those legs spread wide incite me to enter, impatient for a ride you lure me to your centre. When I come to you with cock throbbing and ready to please, you suck me in with the greatest ease. When I come to you, ensnared between thighs thrusting deep inside sparking your sighs, on and on I glide. Whe...

You are my Superwoman. In your red, gold and blue,  You know just what you do. Those boots, those thighs,  My eyes, my sighs,  You are super, woman. On your chest Firm high breasts,  Nipples to caress. A tiny pelmet skirt Hanging on round hips Luscious as your lips. Long flowing hair Falling over shoulders bare, Warm eyes beyond compare. Superwoman, be fair. I’ve enjoyed the view,  Admired you, too,  But it’s time to end...

Watching me, admiring you, your pink lips part in a smile and round hazel eyes gleam. When I gaze in hungry wonder on your voluptuous shape I truly cannot help but gape. So, my lady bountiful and sweet, let me speak of your opulence, tell of how you sweep me off my feet. From lustrous chestnut locks that fall gently like autumn leaves onto fleshy shoulders so silky soft. To lavish chest of smooth splendour, captivating sw...

Your fingers on my cheek Softly, gently moving Now feather-light on my lips Brushing my moustache. My hands stroke Silky shoulders Descend to caress Orbs so succulent. Your fingers on my chest Tip-toeing down, teasing Circling my navel Seeking my root. My hands stray From fleshy hips, Glide to clutch Buttocks that yield. Your fingers on my groin Tickle through hair Find me there Grasp my shaft. My hands feel Quivering thi...