The days following that Saturday were something of a blur; I know that's a cliché but stick with me on this. I'm not going to describe each time we made love because it would bore you and, after the first two chapters, you should be well versed in what we look like. However, I will give you a brief rundown of events so far. My name's Faye, I am nineteen and I have long red hair down to my bum. I'm fairly skinny with small...

It was on a Monday late in September of 1983 when Kelly got the word that a customer would be in the office on Thursday. A customer coming to their office was not a common occurrence and only happened perhaps a couple of times each year. They always made everyone aware of it because there was a different dress code for those days. The most important part was that the ladies were expected to wear undergarments and no see-t...

That Monday Kelly was tied to her desk most of the day (I guess, considering this workplace, I should explain that she wasn’t literally tied to the desk!). Later in the afternoon she got up and was moving around on various errands. She unbuttoned a couple of buttons of her blouse leaving only three holding the shirt closed. She lingered at several desks. They all noticed her new nipple jewelry. Four guys felt her up that...

It was around noon on Saturday when Deb woke me up. I didn’t see Kelly or Jack. Deb and I scrounged for some food. I found out that she was thirty-seven years old and that Jack was forty-eight. Deb could have passed for ten-years-younger without question. I came up behind Deb and she leaned onto the counter as I fucked her from behind. I brought her to orgasm and then dumped a load into her. It felt so great to cum a nice...

We weren't sure how we were going to handle the time away from each other. My husband's work was taking him away for three months. I wouldn't be able to visit him and he wouldn't get a break to come home. We knew this was coming and we had been trying to have lots of romantic times and outrageous sex together to store up the memories for our time apart. So with only a week until he left, we were discussing how I might mak...

This is a true story about a weekend away I had with my wife, Faye. She has always been an extremely attractive woman, with long blonde hair and knockout body with curves in all of the right places. We met in our early twenties and are still as much in love as we approach forty, though we spend less time enjoying each other due to the arrival of our kids. Therefore, when Faye's parents offered to take the kids for the wee...

It was December of 1982. Kelly wore a white sheer top and a rah-rah mini-skirt to work on a Monday. She left her bra and panties at home. She received appreciative looks--no, stares--from all of the men. Each, at some point during the day, made a point to stand before her and study her tits with various degrees of subtlety. Kelly was positive that by the end of the day none of them knew that she has blue eyes. Kelly, bein...

The next few days were miserable. I just couldn't move past the melancholy that had come down over me. Geoff was being his usual self now, sullen and avoiding my company. I knew why of course but I just couldn't see how we were going to move past it. I found that I just didn't want to know anymore. Previously I would have fretted over it and wondered what I had done wrong but now I knew it wasn't something I had done, not...

I was just arguing with myself about getting up off my ass and doing some housework when there was a knock on the door. I got up and when I answered the door, there was Cathy in her flasher coat with the front held open and she was stark naked beneath it. I couldn't help but laugh at her as she greeted me. “Hi there kinky neighbor.” “Oh my god. Hahaha hi there yourself. Come on in.” She flamboyantly threw the coat to one...

I hurriedly dried myself then reluctantly slipped my dress over my head. I went out to see if Beth had arrived home yet. I stepped into the kitchen and looked around but the only person there was Ben, who had a very large grin on his face. “Is she here yet?” I wasn't sure why I was whispering, other than feeling like a naughty little school girl. Ben laughed and pointed up to the wall. “What's the time, Sis?” I looked at...

It was Friday morning and Geoff had said his goodbyes first thing, He didn't, however, take the time to give me a kiss goodbye. I knew I should be pissed at him about it but I was just finding that I cared less and less. He had to go to work but was leaving straight after work to go to his work conference. Jerome seemed a bit down and after Geoff left I spoke to him about it. “What's up, Jerome? You don't look too happy.”...

That night Ben was back on Skype wanting to talk to Jerome about moving his stuff and whether he would need to bring a trailer and what size, etc. I was getting so frustrated because I have begun to feel very strongly about the whole thing and I was getting a bit jealous that everyone else wanted to talk to him. I really wanted to tell him all about the neighbor and how excited I was to be taking her photos. I also wanted...

That whole night I spent thinking of ideas for photos. I found myself starting with a simple idea that always seemed to lead to more and more erotic poses. I had to stop myself from getting carried away. Reminding myself constantly not to get too excited as she may decide not to do it after all.   The next morning I really wanted to talk to Ben about it but he was at work today so I had to resign myself to the occasional...