Simon. Simon was a 'successful' businessman in his thirties, but not conventional in his style and appearance. It was not affectation, but the belief that he was entitled to look and behave as he wished, just like anyone else; it had led him to great success without compromising his principles. He had earned a great deal of money through sustainable, ethical businesses, but ploughed a lot of his profit back into caring fo...

Simon. Simon was in his mid-twenties and a junior executive in an International tech company. When he wasn't working in the office, he was working online, from home, and even while travelling between the two. There seemed to be no break from the treadmill. He lived alone in a simple (though expensive) apartment in London, and had no spare time to meet anyone or form relationships. His only hope was to meet someone in the...

Preamble. Simon always went to the same coffee shop, every day of the working week, as he passed through the Mall on his way to the office. He liked his coffee in the morning, of course, but he was also quietly attracted to the Barista. She was a young and very attractive blonde girl, who now knew his regular order... a Cappuccino with an extra shot, and no chocolate sprinkles! And in a proper cup, not a take-away carton!...

Prologue. Following 'Symphony Number One', when Simon was asked to take Sara's virginity, she had set off for University, leaving her mother Anna alone in their luxurious home. Anna had divorced from her absent husband some two years before, and had devoted all of her energies to nurturing Sara, ignoring her own needs entirely. Having seen Simon's caring introduction of Sara to the 'adult' world, under the guise of her co...

The evening is full of anticipation for Angelique as she awaits her secret lover in her guest room. The coded email she had received, disguised as a special offer from an online health products store, had the date and time he would arrive appearing as an offer expiration time: tonight at midnight. If she couldn't make the time, she would have replied with a question and a suggested time, and received an email confirming t...

A few years ago, my parents installed a pool in our backyard to keep my little sister and me from running the streets and getting into trouble in our small Southern Missouri town. Since then, my sister and her sixteen-year-old friend, Kim, have had sleepovers so they can hang out by the pool and tan. One afternoon, I overheard Kim and my sister outside my bedroom window, bragging about everything they knew about sex while...

On a Sunday morning, Cindy would typically lie about, taking the ‘day of rest’ seriously by binge-watching some serial she’d been following or reading a book. After breakfast she might go out to do some window shopping, but rarely stopping to buy. In warmer weather, an afternoon by the pool might be called for, followed by a warm bath. The bath often figured into her Sunday fun, luxuriating in the hot water, sometimes wit...

Preamble. Once upon a time, there was a world where there were no mobile phones, no internet, no dating apps, no cable or streaming TV services, and very few broadcast channels. If you wanted to talk to someone, you had to find a telephone (if they also had one!), or write a letter and wait at least a week for a reply; much longer if it was an 'airmail' letter. This all made communicating outside your immediate community...

One of my coworkers mentioned that he'd caught his sons wanking his meat to porn. I was foolish enough to chime in and say that I was glad I had a daughter. They don't do that kind of stuff. "Girls are the worst," my friend, Gary, spoke up. "My little angel asked for a handheld shower head, and now my water bills have doubled. My wife told me not to bring it up, or I'd give her a complex. She's sixteen now, and it was a '...

The door to Violet's flat was ajar. I knocked and pushed my head around the edge. "Hi. Would you like a curry tonight?" She appeared from her sitting room. "Yes, please. I'd love one." So, I left and walked towards the shops, swinging my canvas shopping bag. I needed to pop into the post office and buy two or three items from the local Co-op: a half hour, max. My route to the post office took me past the other shops and a...

Jacque could see the arousal on Officer Woods's body. He could smell it. Her skin pulsed with it. His touch caused her heart to stutter-beat in her chest. He could taste her desire and her fear. Frank had been the only threat in the room. Did she fear him? Natalie looked back at him, and something in her eyes shifted. Did she fear for him? That was a curious thought. “Shall we go somewhere to talk?” Jacque asked. Officer...

"Good evening. This is the captain. I have an important announcement; please listen carefully. A major storm will pass close ahead of the ship tonight. All guests are kindly asked to make sure their possessions are safely stored. Please take care as you move around. The stabilisers are operating, but the ship may pitch violently at times. Thank you." ._.. Alone in Stan's suite, I sat on a sofa in his sitting room. He was...