I was looking for somewhere to stay for a few days that wasn't too far from London. I was owed some time off and could really do with some sea air and possibly a chance to use my camera which had remained in its bag throughout a long, grey, wet English winter. I was chatting to a mate about this in the pub one evening when he recommended a cottage down in Dorset about 100 miles south of London. I didn’t pick up on it at t...

Pippa decided that she was going to spend the morning masturbating. She wasn’t expecting the builders today, they were waiting for the electrician who couldn’t start till Monday. Unusually for her she had no guests staying with her at the converted farm down in Dorset. Her next guests weren’t expected until later this evening. Pippa got out of her bed and confidently walked naked across the courtyard to the small building...

I was in a deep sleep, sated by several hours of energetic love-making the night before when something in the room moved and I came too quickly. Standing naked at the window with her back to me was Pippa, my lover from last night and the host of the cottage in Dorset I had rented. I enquired if everything was OK? Pippa replied that it was and that her other guests were leaving early. They appeared to be keen bird watchers...

It was my last night in a holiday cottage down in Dorset. I had enjoyed a much-needed break but most of all I had really enjoyed my sexy host, Pippa. We had sex every day of my stay, and it was energetic, uninhibited sex. Pippa and I were of a similar age, in good shape, and recently free from long-term marriages. We were also both enjoying an exciting sex life in later life. I asked If could take Pippa out to dinner on m...

I had just got in from a pleasant evening at my local pub in Wimbledon. I was idly scrolling through messages and deleting most of them. There is so much spam these days. I didn’t recognise P.McIntyre and was seconds away from deleting it when I realised it was from Pippa, the host of the holiday cottage I had rented the previous week. Pippa was absolutely lovely and we had enjoyed a very sexual tryst together while I was...

My flight from Abu Dhabi touched down at London’s Heathrow Airport just after two in the afternoon. I was shattered, it was my third trip to the Emirates in a month. This time however the new contract was safe. My firm would be working with our most valued customer in the Gulf for another five years. Enough to see me to my planned retirement. This should never have happened, but my boss was a dickhead, promoted way beyond...