"Up-close-and-personal in the shower"
“You’re not getting any younger you know, Nick.” My know-all older sister’s weekly ‘sermon’ about my health and mobility was bang on cue. “Can you still make it to the corner shop?”“Only on my electric mobility aid.”“So how d’you go...
"Helping the neighbour"
“Got anything planned for today?” my mother enquired as she brought me my morning tea.“I expect I’ll go down to the skate board park later with some of the lads.”“Be an angel and drop our edge trimmer round to Marion’s,...
""You show me yours and I'll show you mine!""
I had been told that you can often meet interesting people on adult education literary courses. The seeds of my son-in-law’s divorce were sown at an Open University Summer School. But that’s another story.After an extensive trawl of the net,...
""Thank you so much. My husband never makes me cum like that.""
Shy divorcee Mark Sutton, was still licking his wounds after his acrimonious divorce. The court settlement had been crippling, but the subsequent bill from his so-called lawyers was even worse. As his job as a low-grade London banker hung in...
""You have what we French call a 'Casque de Pompiere' ""
Canon Chasuble’s record wasn’t too hard to equal, but fucking Colette’s bottom was going to be in a different league altogether.My sex education at college had been just about zilch: frotting in the communal showers with other boys after games,...
""Want to stroke my pussy?" What an offer!"
The term ‘reserved occupation’ was used by many European countries in WWII to categorise certain trades and skills which exempted people from being conscripted for military service. In Britain, farming was one such skill; and as a farmer, my Uncle...
"Caught in the act by two 'doggers'"
We had been blessed with a week of warm weather since I gave 20-year-old Clare her last driving lesson – the Saturday that she’d given me a memorable blow job in the front seat of my car.Seated behind the wheel,...
"I decided, as far as Susan was concerned, that still waters run deep."
My ex had been nagging me for some time to join a social dating club. “Not an online group of saddo serial shaggers, but somewhere where you might possibly meet the next Mrs Bottomley” was how she curtly put it.So...
"She had even nicknamed her vibrator Ché."
I had been giving my wife's niece Clare driving lessons for almost a month, usually going out in my car on Saturday afternoons. She’d initially signed up with a local driving school, but got rattled and lost confidence after her...
"My very own snow-capped Sugar Loaf"
I was tucked away quietly in a window seat at the back of the train carriage, headed for a break on the Welsh Gower coast. I was reading a raunchy story in a lads’ magazine, folded inside a copy of...