'Did anything interesting happen at Mr Forbes'? You were late home last night.' It was unusual for her to be late home and that combined with the splendid breakfast she had served up on a weekday, was suspicious; no, suspicious is not the right word...it was interesting. You know, when two unusual events create a ripple in the usual calm of an uneventful life. I have to confess that it wasn't only those two things that ar...

'Yes. I stripped off the housecoat as soon as he opened the door. He could not avoid staring at my boobs.' I imagined her wearing a tight-fitting blouse with no bra. Her breasts had dropped over the years, larger after children, her areole darker, her nipples swollen and as luscious as raspberries, even when not aroused, a bra was essential wear for her these days. The very thought of her pendulous tits under a thin white...