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After Our Game

Cassandra laid a playing card on the table.

Sarah sighed quietly. “I do enjoy playing Piquet with you, dear friend, but it is not the most exciting way to spend an evening.” She laid down a card and won the hand.

Cassandra nodded towards the two men dozing by the fire. “Our dear husbands enjoyed their fruit cup. What herbs and spices do you employ?”

Sarah smiled. “A mixture recommended by our physician for their soporific effects.”

“You wish your husband to sleep?”

Sarah won another hand. “Would you submit to him in bed?”

Cassandra raised an eyebrow. “Pray share the recipe, I shall employ it frequently.”

Sarah leaned closer. “You have two footmen I would happily submit to.”

“George and Harold? They are fair on the eye.”

“And?”

Cassandra put her hand on Sarah’s arm. “Enthusiastically manly about their duties.”

Sarah bit her lip. “Perhaps after our game, while our husbands slumber, we could share their … attentions?”

“Most happily, but ask your maid to rouse you late.”

“Oh?”

“Those boys have much energy.” Cassandra leaned closer. “Your maid?”

“A sweet girl, of sapphic tastes, who confides she finds you most attractive.”

“Perhaps another game tomorrow night, for three?”


Copyright 2017, Ian D Smith (ians2005@gmail.com). All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

Enhancements

Martin put two racks of vials on the lab workbench. “Final review before the treatment?”

Ellen nodded. “I’ll read out the labels, you check the list.”

“Okay, your treatment.”

“Growth factor blend, feminine characteristics.”

“Check.” He grinned. “The hour-glass curve enhancement.”

“Scalp hair supplement.”

“Check, texture and shade enhancement.”

She picked up the last vial. “Androgenic hair suppressant.”

“Okay, eliminate body hair.”

Ellen moved to the second rack. “Right, your cocktail. Growth factor blends A and B, masculine characteristics.”

“Yup, musculature and skeletal enhancements.”

“Scalp hair supplement.”

“Check, texture and shade enhancement.”

“Sure you want us both to take the treatment now?”

Martin nodded. “It’s completely safe, be fascinating to see the results.”

“Well, I’d like to be curvy. Skinny isn’t sexy.”

“I’ve always thought you’re sexy.”

Ellen grinned. “You don’t want to admire my boosted breasts and hips when I strip off for you?”

“Icing on the cake, it’s still you. But I get it. Broader shoulders, bigger muscles and a square jaw are kinda appealing.”

“Perhaps one more?” She held up another vial.

“Growth factor blend DD?”

“You’re in proportion now, but you’ll be a taller, bigger man after the treatment.”

“What’s DD?”

“Donkey dick,” she whispered.


Copyright 2017, Ian D Smith (ians2005@gmail.com). All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

In Your Fantasy

Hugh raised an eyebrow. “Anyone you like the look of?”

Meg shrugged. “A few nice-looking, well-built guys.”

“Anyone you fancy being fucked by?”

“That couple over by the window.”

“The older guy?”

“Yeah, maybe thirty years younger.” She looked up at him. “You? Plenty of sly looks from women.”

“You’ve had lots yourself.”

She giggled. “And drop-dead ones from jealous partners.”

He nodded towards the bar. “That eye-catching red-head.”

“Want to admire her curves as she rides you?”

He leaned close. “No, hold those hips as I fuck her doggy-style.”

“I bet she’d be a real handful.”

“Sometimes play fights are fun.”

“How old is she in your fantasy?”

He thought for a second. “Late teens, maybe her first time. You?”

“Early twenties, slim, big cock, hard all night long.”

“Okay, I’ll chat with him, soak up his vibes.”

She nodded. “I’ll do the same with the curvy red-head.”

“Who do you want to wake up with? Prince Harry? Daniel Craig?”

She grinned and leaned close to his ear. “Gwyneth Paltrow. I’ll be Audrey Hepburn. Both at eighteen or twenty.”

Hugh grinned. “Some lesbian action?”

Meg nodded. “You shift to a woman far better than I can to a guy.”


Copyright 2017, Ian D Smith (ians2005@gmail.com). All rights reserved. Content may not be copied or used in whole or part without written permission from the author.

My Erin

The old man opened his eyes and smiled. “Hey, you seem familiar.” His voice was thin and weak.

He’s fading so fast, Erin thought. She smiled. “Remember our early days, John?” She squeezed his hand.

“How could I forget?” He looked at their hands. “I wasn’t as worn out and wrinkled back then.”

She leaned closer. “You wore me out on many of our nights in bed, stud.”

He studied her carefully. “Well, you’ve always been a woman to prize. What will you do?”

She shrugged. “Grieve, remember what we shared, and eventually move on.”

“Doesn’t it get boring?”

“Living forever? Not really. The world’s always changing, new things to do, new places to go.”

“So, be a teenager again and go to college?”

“If I want. I’ll see.”

“Would you be my Erin again?”

She nodded. The twenty-year-old aged sixty-five years in a few seconds. “This who you mean?”

“Thanks. It was lovely to see the you I married once again, but I’ve got used to you growing old with me.”

“Remember our first time?”

“Always. It was magical.”

“For me too. Hold onto that memory, John.”

“Want me to die with a hard-on?”

“Well, maybe a smile.”


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