Darren Clarke suffered the good natured slagging and endless golf puns of his workmates every week as he made his way around the office suite where he worked. The unfortunate coincidence of having the same name as an Open Champion golfer opened him up to all sorts of comments none of which were hurtful or wounding. He took it all with good grace and even stoked the temperature further by offering better, or at least diffe...

Melody's departure sucked all of the life out of the house. It did, however, jolt me back to normality. I sat at my desk going through emails, focusing on work to reconnect with my own world again. I smiled as I heard Debbie talking on the phone. She giggled loudly and called me. "Barry Allison says he hasn't received a transfer yet, Billy," she said, handing me the phone. "Can you open the Bank App on your computer for m...

As we walked to the foot of the stairs, Melody quickly picked up her thong off the floor. She straightened it out, folded it in two and closed her left hand around it. I looked at her curiously. “What are you looking at me like that for?” she asked. “No reason, I’m enthralled by you and the things you do.” “What, like picking my knickers up off the floor before I go to bed?” “Not just that, Melody,” I said. “You’re a very...

I quickly read the WhatsApp message as I returned to the hotel. A Spanish lady. Did she speak English? Could she, at least, hold a semblance of conversation with me and I her. It couldn’t hurt to look after the girl in any case. We’re supposed to be a country that helps and welcomes people and it must be awful for a young girl to be alone in a strange country, the reality of the work she had chosen to do not withstanding....

It was nearly time for his appointment. He had planned everything carefully, 3 p.m. sharp, ensuring Cathy would be out for the afternoon, in fact, until early evening if she came home at all. There was no need to rush, no reason to worry. And yet, his pulse told a different story. His legs felt leaden as he climbed the steps to Heather’s door. He knocked twice, just as instructed, his stomach tightening. This was his firs...

Sorcha was very good at what she did. Her technique had obviously been honed to perfection over years of working in the sex industry. She moved around the head of my penis with ease and alacrity and the sensations that she generated in me were totally new and eye wateringly erotic. Her hand and oral manipulations were soft and non-invasive and the pleasure that built within me was causing a maelstrom to build up inside my...

I decided to do some research on the requirements for hygiene and the avoidance of any unwanted health implications. Having perused various sites, it became clear that hygiene was as important, if not more so, to the girls themselves. Nearly every profile included a requirement for the client to shower immediately upon entering the setting for the appointment. I assumed it would be good policy to only visit girls with thi...

“You’re home early!” Janet said as she entered her daughter-in-law’s kitchen. She came over for a hug and a hot kiss but Tessa stopped her. “Aunt Janet, we can’t, not anymore,” she said. “What happened?” the elder Mrs Williams asked. “I fucked up, big time!” Tessa said. She explained the whole sordid tale ending with the news that from now on, she and Thomas would be 100% faithful to each other with no other partners. “Oh...