"Tiff helps with the financial bottom line"
“We need to do something to drum up some trade,” Mal sighed, his hand stroking my arse as we leant against the bar, gazing out over a nearly empty pub. After a few minutes of silence, he looked at me...
"Tiff gets the job and a taste of the benefits"
I was bored. I had left school that summer with no qualifications and the stern warning from my teachers that, if I carried on like this, I would amount to nothing. Unemployed and living with my Mum and her latest...
"Arabella is on the menu at an intimate dinner"
The day after I had got home after the dinner party at my in-laws' house, my phone buzzed. It was a message from my father-in-law. Susanna, his wife, had gone to visit her sister; I was, as a result, to...
"Arabella and the family dinner party…."
The years passed, and with them came two children. We hired a nanny to look after them. Even so, life with busy with them, work, the normal round of social events, my riding, and, more discretely, being ridden by Charles’...
"Arabella follows her passion for art..."
Each year before Christmas, the Chairman of Charles’ firm held a party for the senior management team at his home. The guest list ran to just over a hundred with wives and partners; a number easily accommodated in their sprawling...
"Arabella goes to the Stables for a hard ride."
Returning from our honeymoon, we settled into married life. Charles commuted to his job in the City. I occupied my time with setting up home, going to the gym, meeting for lunch with girlfriends, and riding out from the livery...
"Arabella goes for a boat trip on Honeymoon"
For our honeymoon, Charles took me to Maui in Hawaii. We stayed in a gorgeous resort and spent our first few days sunbathing on the private beach. On the third day, Charles had chartered a small boat to take the...
"Arabella’s wedding day"
I had left the reception to go up to the bedroom and change into my going away outfit. Standing in front of the mirror, I admired myself for one last time in the ivory silk wedding dress, with its fitted...
"The weekend by the sea continues…"
I woke after a long restorative sleep, my arm across Mikey’s chest. Smiling, I slid my hand down to find his flaccid member. He stirred as I ran my fingernails along its length. Ducking under the duvet, I eased the...
"A weekend by the sea goes to plan…"
I woke. And groaned inwardly. What - other than one too many glasses of white wine - had made me confide in Arabella. As my husband showered and dressed, I lay there with my mind racing. My phone pinged with...