Jottings from my diary made during a career in flying spanning thirty-eight years. One I flew in the Royal Air Force from the age of twenty-one to twenty-eight. I enjoyed various postings, both in the UK and abroad. I left and joined a civil airline based in Luton. This story begins one month after I finished my conversion training onto the Boeing 707. The airline flew once a week to Saint Lucia, in the Caribbean. The fli...

Manchester for three days. The worst possible layover on the roster. There were several reasons why nobody wanted to do the three-day rotation out of Manchester. One was that all the flights were night departures to a Greek destination with a return early in the morning. The second reason was that the crew stayed at the airport hotel, The Holiday Inn Express, right on the M56 interchange. The other reason was that there w...

If this was paradise, Darcy was gravely disappointed. They left Kansas in the wee hours of the morning, planning to arrive in time to enjoy drinks on the beach. Instead, they were being hurried through the gravel path, in the dark jungle, to their private hut in the wee hours of the night. After twenty-some hours of missed flights, lost luggage, and airport food, paradise was definitely lost on her. After warm showers to...

"Små grodorna, är lustiga att se…" There is something surreal about pretending to be a little frog, hopping around a phallic maypole during Swedish Midsummer. "The celebration is all about fertility," Maria giggled to herself as she hopped, combining her knowledge of Swedish history and biology from the folkhogskola where she was studying abroad for the summer. "When frogs mate, one frog clasps the other in an embrace cal...

“Do you want to have sex?” Those were the words that started my sexual relationship with Jill. We were in the middle of a chess match, both lamenting our uninspired love lives. Jill’s question shocked me, mostly because her tone was so casual. Two months prior, I was at a house party in South Tampa. A mutual friend introduced Jill and I and we struck up a conversation. At twenty-four years old, Jill was exactly my age. Sh...

Anyone who has ever worked in Consulting would agree that with excellent perks and money, comes long hours and a neverending pile of work. My consulting team has been grueling for the last six months for an enormous project that was successfully launched today. My boyfriend Sam and I work on the same team. Introduced by Shawn, a colleague, and friend, I felt an instant physical attraction to Sam, as the very first date en...

My first time to flirt without my husband around was with a neighbor. The results can be read in my story (Next Door). My husband has had me go out in public, wearing clothing that was very revealing, and I have always enjoyed the attention. Having my husband with me, I got a lot of stares, but I always knew I was safe. When the neighbor broke into my home, I had no control of the situation. The loss of control scared me...

It was Sunday morning, and the welcoming hugs had turned to heavy petting between Tom and Susan and also Kim and me. Tom's hands quickly were inside Susan's shorts, while Kim's were pushing mine down. Kim promptly dropped to her knees and began swallowing my rising hardon. Tom followed suit and dropped to his knees, pulling Susan's shorts and panties with him. Lifting each leg, he removed them completely before stuffing h...

As I allowed him to guide me into the house, I wondered what I was getting myself into. My husband, Ron, and I were the last couple left at the company party, and I’d wanted to change out of my one-piece bathing suit before we left. Tony, my boss, had immediately agreed to show me into the house, but his arm around my waist and him holding my hand as we walked through the sliding glass doorway seemed a little more familia...

When we got our room door closed behind us we, immediately turned to each other and started kissing passionately. My brother's hands slid up the back of my legs, taking the back of my sundress with them until he gripped my bare buttocks. As we continued to kiss, I slid my hand inside the front of his Speedos and took hold of his rigid erection. He then lifted my dress over my head and off. I pushed his trunks down until t...

Chapter 1 Friday nights were poker nights at my boyfriend’s place. Jake tended to do pretty well overall, and I usually looked forward to a good fucking after the boys left. The more he won, the harder he would fuck me, and I loved his larger-than-average cock. He wasn’t the most considerate guy I’d dated, but I really enjoyed what he did with me in bed. So the night was buzzing along, and Jake was doing quite well. Sever...