A solitary afternoon and a toy conjure memories for Fiona.
Fiona makes me her first.
Freud was wrong. Sometimes a cigar really is a penis.
A phone call stirs up memories from Kathleen's past.
A summer visitor takes a lesson and gives one in return.
Fiona and I relive upholstered passions.
My cool blonde wife masters five card draw.
My Mrs. Robinson story as it actually happened.
Fiona's ride on a custom-made toy.
Another tale of our year apart and the inevitable result.
In which Fiona poses nude for me.
Fiona christens my new car.
While we are apart, I imagine Fiona in charge.
Dinner in an intimate restaurant with Finoa as dessert.
Fiona's night out with a rented cock.
Fiona tells the ultimate forbidden story.
My new wife and I discover our visual sexual appetites.
