After Audrey had stormed out, Bill mopped up the spilt milk and refilled the coffee cups and had carried them out to Pete and Yvonne, repeating the excuse that Audrey had given them about her needing to change. He’d sat down in the armchair and continued the chat with the two and, as he’d hoped, Yvonne gave him another flash after a minute or two. Almost the second after she’d done so the Living room door opened and Audre...

Unlike my last two offerings of last year, which were recollections of two experiences with workmates) this is pure fiction. WARNING - it does take some time to get going, this story acts as a sort of lead in - so if you want the characters going at it in the first few paragraphs, then you'll be disappointed. Audrey bustled around the Living Room in an agitated manner, a tin of furniture polish in one hand, cleaning cloth...

As with my previous post, this is a long story and it takes a bit of time to get going. Now, I don't claim that I remember exactly every word spoken by everyone (or a few other details) but it's at the very least a fair representation. As with last time, some names have been changed to protect the innocent (and not so innocent). A while back I wrote about the time, back in the Summer, when I watched from under a table whi...

Ok, before I begin, this is quite long and it does take a bit of time to get going; so if you're expecting graphic sexual descriptions in the first few sentences, it's probably not for you. I describe what happened as it happened and if I come across as too verbose, my apologies, but the way I've set it down is the way I remember it. A couple of weeks back, I was invited to a barbecue by a work colleague. As it was a bett...