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LOVE IN BLACK 9: Hand In Glove
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(A short story)TALK ABOUT GETTING an eyeful! Lying in a Casualty Department, wearing an eye patch, a party frock and a cloud of Shalimar wasn’t quite what I'd expected of a ‘girl’s night out’, but as it was supposed to be the season of good cheer and all that, I was trying to look on the bright side. Mainly because there was one... Closing my eyes — the good one and the one still stinging madly - I conjured up the last thing I'd seen with 20/20 vision. Father Christmas’s willie! Well, not exactly the equipment of Old Saint Nick himself, but the large and rather beautiful tool of ‘Big Saint Nick — The Lady’s Christmas Cracker’ who'd bared his all for us with a good deal of groin-thrusting flourish, and given me a smack in the eye with his G-string too! God, it’d hurt! Like hell! But even so, I couldn’t forget the view ... I'd been rather dubious about a male stripper outing, seeing as I was currently off men, but when Big Saint Nick had prowled on to the stage, I’d changed my m
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(A short story)I'D ALWAYS WANTED to sleep with him. Since the first moment I saw him: when he was just fifteen and I was living with someone else. I’d taken one look at that face and body — and in my mind we’d been naked and fucking. It'd been impossible then, unthinkable: he was underage and the son of a schoolfriend I’d just re-discovered, and I was working hard at ‘me and | Peter’, a relationship already on the skids without my looking elsewhere. There'd been everything against Ross and me. All I could do was ogle and dream and blame stress and some kind of early mid-life crisis. But now — three years on — that ‘everything’ had changed. I'd invited Joan to the villa for a spell, and though I could see she was dying to accept, she frowned suddenly, then started to dither. ‘Can I bring Ross along too? He’s really down in the dumps just now. Some little twit’s jilted him and of course it’s the end of the world. They take things so seriously at that age, don’t they?” I nodded, ap
Last Updated : 2023-04-14Wild Desire LOVE IN BLACK 12: Studies In Red
(A short story)OH, NO! Why now? Lacey Hanlon sighed in the bathroom and studied the small splinter-shape of red that’d ruined all her plans. Why now? ‘Why not, dimbo?’ she mocked in a whisper, ‘It’s your own fault for not keeping tabs on yourself in the first place!’ It was her own fault, true, but it didn’t make things better. Why now? Just when the sexiest, most beautiful man she’d ever met had started putting out those unmistakable vibes. Why, when she'd been within gasping distance of making love with a man so talented and ideal he was almost a fantasy, had an old and not-very-trusted friend finally decided to arrive? Goddammit! Why now? ‘I’ve invited the artist to my party,’ Jemma had said, ‘He only lives upstairs.’ Lacey and her friend had been admiring the focal point of Jemma’s new flat ~ a huge, bold and very passionate-looking abstract oil painting. It seemed to depict nothing in particular, yet to Lacey’s eyes, it was surprisingly accessible. Painted by a man, it sc
Last Updated : 2023-04-15Wild Desire LOVE IN BLACK 13: Quiet Storm
(A short story)AT LAST, A real, nice, honest, beautiful man to have sex with. l'd had that thought, a month ago, when Bryn Stevens had first joined our unit — and I was still having it now, even after four weeks of his total indifference. Well, that’s not exactly true. Bryn had been civil and almost friendly towards me in all our workaday dealings; it was only when the wind blew even vaguely in the direction of sex that he seemed to cool right off. Which was a bit of a problem because I was in a heatwave for him! I hadn't felt like this in ages. Since my last relationship, I’d been stuck in the sexual doldrums. I hated casual flings and there didn’t seem to be anyone around to get in deeper with. I just didn’t fancy anybody enough. Until Bryn walked — or should I say limped — his way into my life. Our new training officer was a modern classic: a tall, dark and sensitive hunk with above-average intelligence and eyes as grey as thunderclouds. It was the idiosyncrasies, though, the
Last Updated : 2023-04-16Wild Desire LOVE IN BLACK 14: Perfecto
(A short story)‘TEARS AGAIN?’ ASKED a soft, velvet-gentle voice. I emerged blearily from my misery and craving and saw a crisply folded handkerchief being held out towards me. ‘Yes ... Oh, dear ... I’m sorry...’ I took the perfect white square and dabbed at my eyes with it. It was embarrassing me always blubbing like this; she’d only been here a week and this was the fourth time she’d caught me crying... ‘Care to talk about it?’ that soothing voice enquired again, and I looked up mournfully from the already mangled hankie to the pale, concerned face of its owner. Maria Samuels was supposed to be my new personal assistant, but with me like this, she was already shouldering almost all the office workload. I was luckier than I deserved that those slender shoulders were more than up to it... ‘Look, Sylvie,’ she said quietly, ‘I’ve been watching you. You’re upset. Why don’t you tell me what's wrong? I know we don’t know each other too well, but I'd like to help’ Yeah, she’d been wat
Last Updated : 2023-04-17Wild Desire LOVE IN BLACK 15: The Old Uno Due
(A short story)I WAS STARKERS when the doorbell rang, and it was a condition I wasn’t too pleased about. Surely Ollie wasn’t here already? It was only midafternoon and my wine and pizza welcome night wasn’t due to start until seven at the earliest. I shouldn’t have felt cross, I know, but there’s nothing worse than being caught on the hop when you want all your preparations to be perfect. Poor old Ollie had been having such a rough time lately, I really wanted this evening to be a treat. ‘You’re far too early!’ I cried, flinging the flat door wide open... A split second later, I slammed it shut again, feeling a complete and utter fool. It hadn’t been Ollie on the doorstep, getting an eyeful from the gaping neckline of my robe. It'd been the two tall, dark and handsome not-quite-strangers who lived in the flat upstairs; the Italian brothers, Pietro and Paulo di Something or Other, whom I’d been fancying —as unobtrusively as I could — since they’d moved in a couple of months ago. ‘I
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(A short story)OOOOOOOH! Elliot Witter nearly choked on his drink when a slim hand settled lightly on his penis. It was a woman’s hand, gloved in leather, and its touch was both devilish and skilful. He felt the grain of the hide kiss the grain of his fine-textured genital skin and a fingertip trace his frenum. He sighed, sadly, and placed his glass back on the bar. It was such a shame that the hand existed only in his mind... Elliot had always had a vivid imagiation, but for the last four weeks, three days and two and a half hours it'd been going bananas. Four weeks, three days and two and a half hours was the exact amount of time since he’d walked into the La Terrazza bar and fallen deep into his very first full-blown erotic obsession. He’d only gone into the place out of curiosity. He’d been working late and felt stressed out, pissed off and bored with his relatively mundane existence. La Terrazza was a notorious sexual stomping ground, and as a young man whose turn to stomp wa
Last Updated : 2023-04-19Wild Desire LOVE IN BLACK 17: The Man In Black
(A short story)FUNNY THINGS CAN happen when you're bored, they say ... And one afternoon last summer, in a large Birmingham hotel, boy was I bored! The lecture was ‘Maximising your Selling Potential through Eye Contact’ and the only thing my eyes wanted contact with was the inside of my eyelids. The speaker was short and tubby and dressed in Top Man meets Miami Vice. For my part, he’d no potential whatsoever ... The seminar delegates weren’t much better: the men were a bunch of yuppie pseuds and the women — with the single exception of a northern lass I’d teamed up with — were hard-faced chainstore power-dressers who’d do a damn sight more than make eyes to get a sale. Yeah, the selling game was just a great big con, and as soon as this lot was over, I was out of it! This particular lecture was the pits interest-wise, and I'd already tried the usual distractions. I'd counted the pin-stripes on the wimpish back in front of me. I’d drawn seven different doodles on my blank notepad.
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Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 14
‘I'm off to bed,’ Harriet told Rowena. ‘It was a lovely evening.’ Rowena peered at her through the smoke of one of her rare cigarettes. ‘Did you enjoy it? You don’t look very happy.’ ‘I’m just tired. I’m not used to such late hours!’ ‘Have you seen my brother?’ ‘Chris went into the garden,’ Harriet told her. Rowena smiled. ‘He's drunk too much. I'll say goodnight to Lewis for you; he’s busy right now.’ The woman with her laughed. ‘He certainly is. Marita keeps most men busy. She nearly killed my husband last year!’ Rowena’s laughter joined her friend’s and Harriet fled upstairs, certain that they were secretly mocking her. She lay awake until six in the morning but Lewis didn’t join her, and she guessed then that the story must have been true and Marita had kept him busy. At first she wept, but then she told herself that crying was useless. A man like that was bound to be used to casual affairs — what she had to do was make herself indispensable to him, no matter what was nece
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 13
FOR THE NEXT two nights Lewis spent hours in either Harriet’s or his own room, bringing her time and again to the heights of ecstasy she had come to expect from him, and every time she climaxed, every time he taught her something new, she was bound more closely to him. The fact that he was slowly being bound more closely to her was something Lewis chose to ignore. Then, on the Saturday, everything changed. Harriet had been surprised to be invited to the dinner party, and had cancelled her planned evening with Ella because she didn’t want to miss the chance of a genuine film star’s party. Ella green with envy, had understood but demanded a full report in exchange for being let down. ‘I want to hear all about what Rowena wore, ate, drank and how she behaved,’ she told Harriet. ‘Of course. I'll tell you about Lewis too.’ ‘I’m sure you will,’ said Ella, who already had her suspicions about Harriet and the star's husband. When they finally sat down to dinner, Harriet found that she wa
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 12
Lewis’s own erection had now subsided but at the sight of Harriet being aroused to new and only dimly understood heights, he felt himself start to stir again. As the startling feelings continued to grow, Harriet’s breasts began to ache and after only a slight hesitation she reached up, drawing Lewis’s head down towards her. ‘Tell me what you want,’ he murmured. ‘My breasts,’ she moaned, thrusting them up towards his mouth. “They ache.’ ‘And what do you want me to do about it?’ he teased. Harriet didn’t know if she could tell him, but the insistent clamouring of her needy flesh won over her deeply ingrained reticence at vocalising her desires. ‘Suck them for me, Lewis, please.’ ‘Hard or soft?’ he asked, his hand still continuing its pressing movements and his finger drawing up the clitoral hood as he worked so that he could brush lightly across the top of the exposed nub. ‘Hard!’ she begged, her body now nothing but a pressurised aching need for the final stimuation that would a
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 11
THAT EVENING CHRIS and Rowena went to the opera. Lewis hated opera. ‘Good music spoilt by bad acting,’ was his opinion and nothing he saw ever made him change his mind. After they'd gone he went in search of Harriet and found her reading a book in the comfort of the drawingroom. ‘We've got the house to ourselves,’ he said with a smile. ‘How would you like a nice bath? We can use the tub in Rowena’s bathroom - it’s meant for two.’ Harriet lifted her eyes from the page. ‘I had a shower this morning, thanks.’ For a moment Lewis couldn’t believe he’d heard her correctly. “You don’t have to be dirty,’ he said with a laugh. ‘It’s meant to be a sensual pleasure.’ Harriet smiled in an absent-minded way. ‘I’m sure it would be, but I’m a bit tired tonight.’ Since nothing in his imaginary script had prepared Lewis for this he was totally at a loss. ‘I'd like it,’ he said slowly. ‘Doesn’t that matter to you?’ With a soft sigh Harriet put the book to one side. ‘Of course it does, Lewis, but
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 10
Harriet felt that she was going to explode. Her body was being racked by liquid fire and then the incessant drumming of the pulse between her legs changed to a startlingly intense tingling that felt hot and rushed upwards through her with terrifying speed. She shouted out loud, knowing that she could no longer keep her body still even to please this man who meant so much to her. At the sound Lewis moved his fingers to the side of her clitoris and rubbed the slippery tissue with tiny circular motions as he moved in and out of her, his own body straining for relief from the continuous sexual tension as much as Harriet’s. It was Harriet who came first and as her body went taut with the first fierce contractions of her orgasm her vaginal walls contracted tightly around Lewis so that she felt as though she was milking him. She heard him groan and then he was thrusting without thought for her, thrusting solely to give himself the satisfaction that he knew Harriet was about to get. Harri
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 9
LEWIS STARED AT Harriet, hiding his anger behind a mask of indifference. Inwardly he was raging, not only at the fact that she had come into the room uninvited but also at his own stupidity in allowing Rowena to persuade him to make love to her at a time when he should have been concentrating solely on Harriet. ‘Rowena will be with you in a moment,’ he said smoothly, his arousal dissipating at great speed. Harriet’s eyes were wide and she stared at her employer as Rowena, ignoring the younger woman's presence, continued to move herself up and down on Lewis until with a cry of pleasure her body gave itself over to the warm flooding joy of orgasm. Harriet knew that she should leave the room but her legs seemed unable to move. She stayed rooted to the spot watching Rowena’s total abandonment to her sexuality. She felt almost consumed by envy, having spent most of her waking hours imagining what her next sexual encounter with Lewis would be like. Now she was forced to face the fact tha
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 8
Harriet was shocked by his casual acceptance of what they’d seen. Rowena was his wife, and even an open marriage didn’t usually include letting your wife have sex with her half-brother. She decided he was simply good at hiding his emotions, and that this was the only way he could cope with the situation. She was wrong. Lewis was drawn to Rowena sexually; like most men he admired her body and found her sexual magnetism alluring, but emotionally he was untouched by her. Their marriage had suited him as much as it suited her. The joining together of his analytical, muchadmired director's brain and her renowned sexuality and beauty had attracted almost as much attention in Hollywood as Marilyn Monroe’s marriage to Arthur Miller. Looking into the bedroom again, Harriet realised that Rowena’s first priority didn’t seem to be freedom from her bonds so much as freedom from her frustration, for once she failed to loosen her wrists she got to her feet and stood in front of one of the bed-post
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 7
WHEN LEWIS LED Harriet into a tiny room two doors down the landing from his bedroom she thought first that she was in a cupboard, but as her eyes grew accustomed to the darkness she realised that it had originally been intended as a dressing room, although the adjoining door had now been filled in. There was little furniture there, only a high backed chair and a two-seater settee in front of a square window, which let in no light at all. She turned to Lewis in bewilderment. ‘What is this room?’ ‘Sit here next to me on the sofa and look carefully at the window,’ he said softly. Puzzled, she stared at the glass, and after a few seconds realised that she was looking into a distinctly feminine bedroom lavishly decorated in various shades of lilac. As she watched, a figure crossed her line of vision, and she saw Rowena walking totally naked from her adjoining bathroom back to her bed. Harriet ducked down and Lewis laughed. ‘She can’t see you, it’s a two-way mirror.’ ‘You mean, anyone
Wild Desire SEXUAL OBSESSION 6
Every nerve in Harriet’s body seemed to be alive now. She was trembling with excitement and frantic for more intimate touches but when she reached for his hand to try and move it where she wanted he shook his head. ‘It’s better to wait,’ he assured her. In the adjoining room Chris felt his own breathing quicken. Lewis was playing her with consummate skill, and her restlessly moving legs and upthrusting young breasts were testimony to her arousal. He himself was hard, and longed to be allowed to join in, to take the girl in the ways that he liked, the ways that kept Rowena enthralled. He was surprised by his reaction. Normally he would simply have wanted Rowena more than ever, but he knew that he was going to have to have Harriet before too long. At last Lewis took pity on Harriet and lightly kneaded some of the lotion into each of her breasts in turn. He heard her breath catch in her throat and her eyes were grateful. Then, to Harriet’s surprise, he moved himself up the bed so that
