She was at home and a little frustrated, since the house needed cleaning, but she didn't really feel like doing it. As she walked through the lounge to fetch the vacuum cleaner, she stooped to pick up some cushions that had found their way to the floor the evening before. She smiled to herself. He awoke with sunlight pouring in through the windows. With a little yawn and a stretch, he sat up in bed. Pushing with his feet...

Lying in her hammock in her garden, she closed her eyes momentarily to savour the thought that he was fetching the suntan lotion and would soon be applying it to her body. When they slowly opened, they shimmered with anticipation. He had already returned, bottle in hand and had been watching her swaying in the warm and gentle breeze. He gazed into her eyes and she could tell that he was intent on helping her eyes' shimmer...

Those gorgeous eyes of yours glare at me through the thick rimmed librarian frames because I am returning a book late again and that means paperwork for you. I ask for a book about erotic photography techniques. You keep your stern look to drive home your mild annoyance at the late return, although my request has the effect of making the little hairs rise on your arms. You are dressed in a pearl silken halter-neck with a...