I enjoyed the fresh air and the walk did have me feeling revitalised. When I returned to the office, I took Stefan his croissant and turned to walk out again but he called out to me. “Sam?” I turned back and smiled at him but he seemed suddenly stuck for words. I waited while he stumbled over himself until he found his voice again. “Ah, Samantha, it gets a bit too quiet in here at times. Do you mind sitting and having you...

I’m thirty-eight now; it’s been three years now since my divorce. I was recently, unceremoniously dumped over a text message after another two-year relationship that occurred since then. I spent a few weeks feeling sorry for myself before I decided I needed a vacation. I was trying to think of a fun and interesting trip I could take by myself when I thought a cross-country train trip would be perfect. It would give me the...

He didn't ask, of course. He simply came to her in the middle of the night. She wasn't that surprised either, which was why she had left the bedroom door unlocked. His silhouette was visible in the moonlight from the uncovered window as he approached the bed. Her eyes adjusted to the limited light as she raised her head from the pillow. Lady Penelope Ward-Williamson had been sleeping lightly in the Queen sized bed under a...

It was only as the train pulled away, and his journey home had begun that Colin could properly reflect: when married men forget about Valentine’s Day, it’s difficult to recover. In Colin’s defence, his wife, Angela, had said nothing to him at breakfast that morning. She had been distant and her conversation curt. But that wasn't unusual. He’d only realised his forgetfulness when he arrived at the office, where a courier a...

There has been a complete lack of tits in my garden for the last week and it was starting to play on my mind. No cheeky little Blue Tits, no white-cheeked and black-capped Great Tits, and the pair of Long Tailed Tits who made occasional forays into the branches of the many well-lopped tree branches were conspicuous by their absence. Personally, I was blaming the army of House Sparrows which had taken up residence in the l...

Just completing your first semester in college and getting ready to go home for the summer probably isn’t the best time to learn about your naughty side. This is a story of a time when I was at a tender nineteen years old and shy, but somehow seemed mysteriously bold and unapproachable to the young, handsome guys at school and ended up being the constant target of their lusty leers. My tiny, twenty-eight-inch waist, coupl...

It stings but I don’t want him to stop. I imagine there are red welts across my skin now. How deep is the color? Is it pink? Or is it closer to the color of red roses? Wondering about the vibrant shade of my ass makes my sex pulsate...and I can’t wait until man number seven finally plunges his massive cock into me. The slippery mess between my legs is a mix of my own juices and the sticky, gooey release of six other men w...

"Not quite the Orient Express," I think as I gaze out onto the busy platform. Instead of truffles and filet mignon, I see the railway staff loading sandwiches, poutine and donuts. I had arrived early to secure a window seat, but this is not air travel, so the carriage is hardly full. Glancing at the tablet next to me, it looks like I will be rereading Dune Messiah, seeing as the movie has put me in a spicy mood. Just as t...