I had almost missed my flight. I was the last person to board the aircraft, with several of the other passengers giving me looks of annoyance as I moved past them through the first class cabin to my window seat in the last row of the business class cabin....

This story continues on from the previous chapter, “CDA: The Blonde”, recounting the erotic adventures of an Australian defence agent.There she was, standing in the doorway of my bedroom, the moonlight reflecting off her bare golden skin. It had been Sara...

This story continues on from the previous chapter, “CDA: The Brunette”, recounting the erotic adventures of an Australian defence agent. It was well after eight in the evening when I arrived home from the ‘office’. It had been a long and stressful day, no...

I was running late. I always run late. It isn’t that I am lazy, I just always seem to lose track of the time. Or more appropriately, I lose track of how long I have had a women’s legs wrapped around me in the morning. I would rather be late then miss my m...