Chapter Three We did indeed receive the blessing of the family when we visited the following day, after which we went to sign the lease on the new flat. I didn’t know beforehand, but the new flat turned out to be a duplex penthouse unit and the owners were retiring to the east coast. As Mr. and Mrs. Gresham explained to us, they were in no need of money and we could purchase the unit at a very reasonable price if we wishe...

Chapter Two   Time ceased to be of any relevance and we eased into a languid rhythm of intense eroticism. I slid my hands under the hem of her negligee and I gasped with delight when my fingers encountered the ultra-thin straps of her thong. I just had to look. With the utmost excitement of a child opening a gift, I lifted the hem above her waist and the sight of her gossamer thin panties only just covering her vulva was...

I was devastated. After months of legal wrangling and hope…well, hope anyway, it was finally over. Jocelyn had been adamant that the marriage was over and her lawyers had finally won the day. The papers lay scattered at my feet as sobs wracked my body. I stumbled through to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed and cried the pent up tears of the last three years. I was about to fall asleep when my telephone rang. I took a de...

Fate, an unexpected ally. Chapter One (of many, I have 350 000 words to come!)I was devastated. After months of legal wrangling and hope…well, hope anyway, it was finally over. Jocelyn had been adamant that the marriage was over and her lawyers had finally won the day. The papers lay scattered at my feet as sobs wracked my body. I stumbled through to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed and cried the pent up tears of the la...

I had just turned 21 and my 18 year old sister was budding into full womanhood. I’d only really noticed her when she had strutted to the pool side wearing her usual black bikini. Now, to put this into perspective, she had owned the garment since she was 15. The bikini was now a ‘micro-bikini’ and the fabric stretched tightly over her body. I was stunned but even more so when, after she had taken a swim, she walked over to...

 I had just turned 21 and my 13 year old sister was budding into womanhood. I’d only really noticed her when she had strutted to the pool side wearing her usual black bikini. Now, to put this into perspective, she had owned the garment since she was 11. The bikini was now a ‘micro-bikini’ and the fabric stretched tightly over her body. I was stunned but even more so when, after she had taken a swim, she walked over to me....