PhantaceePart 1 | Part 2 Somehow, despite being almost three decades older than her, I still couldn’t resist smiling at her delightful approach, half-skipping and half-walking as she tried to contain her excitement. Even I, couldn’t comprehend how a weary, married man, who smokes nightly at the staircase, has caught her attention, let alone interest,…Continue readingTroubled Double
‘Daddy? Shall we take the stairs?’ As soon as she said that, my heart began thumping wildly, not to the fear of exercise, but.. the fear of exercise. Before I could answer her, she grabbed my wrist and pulled me up the stairs, stopping only when we had cleared two floors. Once we reached the…Continue readingDaddies
Without turning her head towards me, Maeve stuck an arm out and tucked it under my shirt, to no one’s eyes at a brightly-lit void deck as it was the wee hours. Keeping her head up for passerbys, she pulled the elastic waistband of my shorts down and exposed my manhood, made ‘accessible’ by my…Continue readingPublic Grounds
(She whispered) ‘I think I’ll let her sleep for a while more. I need some time to myself too.’ With a sigh of relief, the tired, working mum crashed into the couch where I was working at and took a sip of wine from my glass, clearly exhausted from her own, long day. That evening,…Continue readingExtra-Curricular Sex-tivity
(She whispered) ‘heyyy! sorry. I was taking a shower.’ It was ten minutes past the stated timing on the ‘invition’ when the door finally opened, revealing a towel-only-clad girl behind the gate that was still secured by a bolt. It wasn’t until another five seconds later, after she ‘scanned’ me visually up and down, that…Continue readingWheee Hours