This better not be Becky’s idea of a wind up. I’m sitting at the bar in Macy’s, keeping the bar staff company. Faye is now 26 minutes late and the signs are ominous, she’s not turning up.I had been single for a few weeks now and my work mate Becky was full of sympathy, often saying my balls must be ready to explode, or teasing me with tales of her own rampant sex life.One day she must have felt sorry for me. She said her...

This was not what I had planned for my day off, I can’t stand supermarkets and do my utmost to avoid them. My girlfriend, Lucy, normally takes care of the grocery list, but had been called into work as they had some urgent order to complete, so the shopping list was left in my less than capable hands. I wandered up and down the aisles, trying to find the items from the list and to be perfectly honest, making an absolute h...

Some weekend this was turning out to be. Jenny had decided it was high time I met her folks. We had been going out for just over two months now and she thought it time to introduce us. It should have been an hour’s drive to their costal home, but thanks to an incident on the motorway it was just over three by the time we made it.Mr and Mrs Davison were perfectly pleasant people, a little staid and prudish were my initial...

“So what’s your thing, Pete, I mean what really turns you on, what do you like to see your woman wear ?” Jas always does this, after a few drinks her inhibitions fade away and she starts asking questions like this. Last week it was sex positions, the week before it was do you prefer a hairy , shaven or somewhere between pussy.Every Thursday we have a staff team bonding exercise, which generally involves us getting off our...

“Admit it, you do want to fuck her, I can see by the way you look at her, it’s true isn’t it ?” We were in the car, on the way home from a friend’s barbecue. We had left early as my wife, Maria had not reacted well to the amount of time I had spent chatting to Vikki, one of her best friends. Vikki is a very tactile lady, always touching your hand or wrist when making a point in conversation. Also she gets more and more fl...

Maybe sometimes life isn’t fair, and you can feel like you’re emptying a swimming pool with a spoon. However for every grey day there has to be a dazzling sunny one, this is a sunny day story.Sitting outside a pavement café one warm morning in July, just watching the world drift past me, sipping coffee and enjoying the leisurely pace of the day, nothing particularly on my mind, nothing pressing to attend to.“Hey Dan, how’...

Another busy day, I’m glad it’s 5.30; this job is soul destroying. As my colleagues file out and rejoin the human race, I see Jessica is still on a call, with a face like thunder. Nobody wants be stuck on the dreaded last call. I can see she is trying to wind the conversation up. She eventually succeeds, lets out a huge sigh of relief and throws off her headset. “Bloody timewasters, why do they leave it until the last min...