(story continues from Lady Jane 1)_ Part Two I paid off the cab driver and hopped into my van. I had to tell Mike about this - how the ice queen definitely had another side to her. It was information he would relish, and maybe even act upon. Getting my cellphone out of the glovebox, I dialled him up. “H’lo” he answered. “Mike, you doing anything at the moment?” “About to hit the sack. Why?” “What did you think of Jane tonight?” ...
(c) Copyright 1998 This work is copyrighted to the author, with all rights reserved. This work may be archived and displayed on non-commercial web sites without permission, but please do not remove the author name or address. Thank you Part I of the Lady Jane Trilogy (Because fantasies always seem to come in Trilogies). I play bass in a jazz quartet, just for fun and we all have day jobs. Music is a hobby, and if I had to do it for a living then it would start to become a chore. We play at small clubs now and again, also weddings, friend’s birthdays, charity fundraisers, and so on. We try to appear in public no more than about once every two or three weeks. Our sax player Mike lines up most of our gigs as he is a bit of a social animal with a wide circle of acquaintances. He and the keyboard player are both in there forties and quite experienced musicians. The drummer and I are mid-thirties and new to playing jazz. ...
(story continues from Lady Jane 2) JANE IN TOWN Part III of the Lady Jane Trilogy (Fantasies always come in Trilogies). A few weeks had passed since Mike and I had our threesome with Lady Jane, during which she submitted to being tied to the bed by her wrists and ankles. She appeared to love every minute of it. Of course she would never have said so out loud, but I think by now I can tell when a woman is aroused. And on that occasion she was extremely aroused. We bumped into each other again in town. I had gone into a large and upmarket department store, one that had pretensions of being a local equivalent of Harrods in London. How like Jane to shop here! ...