I’m currently working on a new collection of CFNM short stories which I expect will be finished sometime later this year. It’ll be very much along the lines of Naked Women in Shorts and Just ENF i.e. twelve stories, but CFNM rather than ENF.
As a sneak preview, I’ve posted one of the stories over on my Patreon page. It’s about a couple’s drive home from the husband’s in-laws and, after such a stressful weekend, the female driver is owed. Big time.
You can read the entire story by signing up as a supporter at any level. You can pledge anonymously and from as little as $2, plus I’ll send you one of my recent ebooks for free, and I’ll be posting more stories there as they’re complete.
Here’s a taster…
Back From The In-Laws
“You owe me big time after that,” Judith told Toby as she reversed out of the driveway.
“I’m sorry, Jude,” Toby said, “But we couldn’t keep putting it off forever.”
“Yeah, well, if your mom wasn’t putting me down all the time… She’s not so bad when you’re around, but she really gets the knives out when she manages to corner me.”
Toby stared out of the windscreen as Judith accelerated the car down the suburban street.
“Well, it’s over now,” Toby said, “And as I told you: that was yesterday, and we can do anything you want to today. Or what’s left of it.”
It was early afternoon and they had a couple of hours driving before they reached home.
They sat in silence for a few miles until reaching the freeway.
“So, what do you want to do?” Toby asked, eager to placate Judith.
“I don’t know,” Judith said, glancing at the clock, “It doesn’t seem worth making a big detour, not if we want to be home by evening.”
“Well, it’s up to you,” Toby told her.
“You can just keep me entertained for the rest of the journey.”
“Your wish is my command,” replied absent-mindedly.
“It is, is it?” Judith questioned, raising an eyebrow as she gave Toby a sideways look. Toby shrugged and then gave a small laugh.
“Anything to stop you complaining about my parents,” he replied with a smirk.
“Anything?” Judith questioned again, “Well in that case, you might as well take your shoes off. We’ve got a two hour journey to settle into.”
“Take my shoes off?” Toby asked, turning to look at Judith.
“Yup,” she replied, “It’s my wish and my command.”
Toby shrugged, tugged at his seatbelt to give himself a little more room and leant down to pull at his laces. He slipped both shoes off of his feet and pushed them to one side in the footwell.
“And your socks too,” Judith told him as he sat back into his seat.
“Why would I take my socks off?” he asked her.
“Because I told you to,” she said matter-of-factly without taking her eyes from the road.
Toby shrugged, leant forward, and pulled first one and then the other sock from his feet.
“What shall I do with them?” he asked.
“I dunno,” Judith replied, “Put them on the back seat, put them in your shoes. Whatever you like.”