The Willing Voyeur

"How I learned to be a Voyeur rather than a participant"

I know it sounds like an odd title. What voyeur wouldn’t be willing? The trick is to be able to only be a voyeur, when the object of your desire is sitting across the desk from you. Now, on to...

How I Met My Dave

"Summer rock concert finds me a long-term lover"

If you have read my stories and posts here, or have seen my photos, you will know that a man named Dave has been my lover since July, 2012. And, after my divorce from Frank in October 2015, I see...

Susan and her Son’s Friend

"Susan succumbs to her son's friend"

Jeff was bored. Home for the summer after his sophomore year of college, he was working early-shift maintenance at a warehouse. As he got done by 2pm he had the whole afternoon and evening to entertain himself. It was now...

A Cemetery Encounter

"I filled her with jizz in the valour back seat of a '72 Olds 98."

I left my first wife in 1977 when I was 24 years old. I returned to my home town in Michigan after having been away for ten years. I still had lots of relatives in town and lots of places...

Caught By A Kitten (Part 1)

"Fifty-something Laura meets a young woman who finds her attractive."

The last time I saw her, she had been a gawky twelve-year-old, stuck awkwardly between childhood and womanhood. That was eight years ago. The difference took my breath away. I was fifty-three, and five years widowed. It had been a...

Catching Up (Part 4)

"Reality catches up with Jo, her aunt gives her the comfort she needs, and she hears from Fenella."

A poem by another of Fen’s and my favourite French poets begins with a couple of lines about languorous ecstasy and amorous fatigue (the whole poem, C’est l’extase langoureuse, has been beautifully set by Gabriel Fauré). “Amorous fatigue” – yes,...