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March 17, 2021 · 11:57 am

Modestly MWILF … #wickedwednesday

My Cougar Moment - Cover from The Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife

Fifteen, or perhaps even ten years ago, I was probably uncomfortable with the term MILF. And even now I would still prefer to be thought of as MWILF (Mature Women I’d Like to …), rather than without the W.

But back in those heady, thrilling and fun times of amazing evenings at our favourite “Club” … almost every Saturday night during what Hubby calls “your nymphatic period” … it was actually quite flattering and empowering to have so many young suitors telling me I was their “most I’d like to” …

I have posted about one such evening here before … as an extract from “My Cougar Moment” from Part 5 of my Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife … but as the theme at this week’s Wicked Wednesday is “MILF”, I thought I would add a few more paragraphs, that I haven’t included here before, from the first part of what was a wonderful evening.

As we entered the room and Hubby turned to lock the door behind us, it was as though all the adrenalin overcame my nerves completely in an instant. I wanted him so much . . . and I wanted him to want me. I flopped down onto the bed and reached down to unbuckle, and kick-off my shoes. I lifted my sheer dress up over my shoulders and tossed it over to Hubby who was standing leaning back against the door, grinning at me like a Cheshire cat. (“Normally you wait for them to undress you” he told me later). I did keep my thong and hold-ups on, but shuffled myself back over the bed towards the cushions as I watched J undressing himself.

His body was even more stunning than I could have ever imagined. A wonderfully tight muscular chest seemed to just glisten in the dim light, but I could clearly see every ripple, and that he was completely smooth all over. I shuddered and gasped from the first touch of his hand on my knee as he knelt down on the bed next to me.

Our first kiss sent tingles through every nerve of my body and I knew I was already dripping wet minutes before his hand slid down between my legs. That kiss lingered, and lingered, our lips and tongues exploring each others mouth, tasting each others hot breath. I moaned loudly and arched my back against the cushions as our mouths parted and I felt his tongue sliding down over my neck and onto my nipple. I was running my hands up through his hair, pulling his mouth across my breasts from one nipple to the other and groaning loudly as his fingers were already rubbing round and round over my pussy.

I slid my own hand down over his tummy and gasped as I reached his erection. God, it felt so hard. And so thick! I just had to push him over onto his side for a moment, just to look at what I was grasping in my hand. And it was just as thick as it felt. “God, that’s lovely,” I gasped.

I had to have him in my mouth and plunged myself down over him trying to fondle under his clean-shaven balls with my fingers as I sucked it into me. I’d never had a lover who felt as thick as this inside my mouth. I was getting so carried away in my excitement that I suddenly realised I was sucking up and down so feverishly I was almost biting his shaft. I consciously slowed myself down, lifting my mouth away and grasping him again with my fingers and licking up and down his length with my tongue and then flicking it around the head of his wonderful cock.

He pushed me back down with his hands on my shoulders, sucking at my nipples again before pulling away from me completely to pry my legs apart.

“Oh” I moaned, partly in disappointment that he’d taken that lovely cock away from me, but partly in a different pleasure as he pulled off my thong and then slid his mouth down over me.

He rubbed around and around my pussy with his fingers again and then as his tongue started flicking over me he stretched both his hands up over my tummy to fondle and squeeze at my breasts as he quickened the pace of his tongue … first swirling, and then plunging in and out. I could feel his mouth slapping against my lips and heard myself urging him to “eat me, eat me.”

The above is an extract from “My Cougar Moment” – Part 5 of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife”.
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Xxx- K

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March 10, 2021 · 11:55 am

Mouth Wide Open Eyes Tightly Shut … #wickedwednesday

Trigger Warning: The following post uses terminology that some may find offensive, but which is simply used within the context and norms of the event in which it happened.

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I counted five semi-naked slaves laying prone on the floor, three face-down on their stomachs and two between them on their back, whilst three ladies above were gleefully walking back and forth across them, each using the curled ropes secured to the roof of the cage to steady themselves as they walked. In fact, instead of walking, one woman was actually jumping up and down across the bodies below her.

There were more slaves of varying sizes, heights and shapes lining-up near the entrance to the cage, waiting to be motioned forward by a tall blonde figure wearing a flame-red jacket, black net stockings and wonderful thigh-length red boots. She was bending forwards at regular intervals prodding the five figures already on the floor, with her long cane.

As I moved closer I realised she was instructing the figures to turn over in succession so that the pattern of three backs and two fronts was like a rolling carpet of different textures for the ladies to trample across.

She noticed my interest and waved me forward, I pulled Subby1’s leash along with me. “Hi, I’m Mistress TV8” she called-out loudly above the music. From her deep voice, and the wobbling of flesh dangling impressively from the front of her stockings, I realised the relevance of her name.

She’d noticed my glance downwards as I’d stepped forward. “That’s the 8” she laughed as she swayed her hips from side-to-side with exaggerated wiggles.
“Do you think he’d like some of it?” she nodded towards Subby1 standing at my side now.

“I think probably not” I laughed, “but I’d like to walk across your floor if I may”, pointing down at the human carpet which was just being eagerly refreshed as two of the previous occupants had crawled away from the other end.

One of the ladies had also stepped off at the other end of the cage, so Mistress TV8 offered me a hand to step-up onto the first back naked below my heels, as I reached forward to pull myself up on the first rope.

I swayed, and walked, uneasily at first … using one hand after the other to steady myself from each rope to the next.

I followed the domme in front of me but couldn’t bring myself to stamp down on the flesh below us quite as forcefully as she was. She turned around when she got to the end of the cage, to come back past me again and laughed as she manoeuvred past. “Don’t be gentle” she laughed. “They love it. Look”. She pulled herself up on the rope next to me, and then bounced up and down with both of her sharp heels pummelling into the chest of the figure beneath her. “Don’t you slave!” she hissed down at him as she bounced.

“Yes Mistress … more Mistress … harder Mistress” he was gasping in reply.

The slave beneath my own feet was face down so I couldn’t see his face, but he was arching his back up and down in obvious encouragement for me to be more forceful in my stepping.

I managed several “laps” of the cage … becoming bolder and more heavy footed as I gained more confidence in my balance … and as I became more comfortable with the obvious signs of enjoyment beneath me.

As I reached the end of what I’d decided was to be my last lap, I recognised that the smiling face of the figure now immediately below me, had been the first or second slave I’d walked across when I’d begun my uncertain steps a few minutes or so earlier. (Subby1 later told me I’d been “walking” for at least 10 minutes)!!!

I recognised him from his mop of bright-white bleached spiky hair that had made him look as though he was in a constant state of electric shock with each passing foot-print.

“Please Mistress” he smiled up at me and lifted his hips to pull his black shorts down to expose his quite erect and upstanding cock. He flattened it against himself with one hand and pushed up against his balls with the other hand, making a target of the puffed-up bauble of flesh.

“No I couldn’t, not with these heels” I told him. I was wearing my black suede ankle boots, so not stilettos, but they do have a hard-flat heel and brass studs which I was worried might cause painful damage if caught across a not-flat surface. And that bauble was hardly flat!

“Please Mistress” he begged again, thrusting his hips upward.

I squashed, rather than stamped, downwards and had to hold onto the rope above me with both hands as he swivelled from side-to-side beneath my weight.

I was looking straight down at him as I pushed downwards again, holding tightly onto my rope to keep my balance as he bucked up and down against my shoes. His eyes were rolling and his enjoyment obvious from his throaty gasps, clearly audible above the music. I prodded down again with my heel. His mouth was open … wide open … with no sound this time. His eyelids tightly squeezed shut … and a sudden jet of creamy whiteness spurting from between his fingers …

The above is an extract from the chapter “Foot Worship and Toilet Duties” from my upcoming “Modesty Unleashed” – Part 8 of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife”.
Visit my E-Books page, or my new The Modesty Ablaze Diaries Twitter feed for future updates!!!

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Xxx- K

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February 3, 2021 · 1:05 pm

Modestly Passionate about … #wickedwednesday

This week’s prompt at Wicked Wednesday is “Passion” … and if you’ve been following me here at Modesty Ablaze for a little while, you will already know just how “passionate” I am about … Cock-Tales !!!

But if my sipping and sucking … and swallowing … is not your thing, I’m sure there will be lots more “Passionate” thoughts to discover this Wicked Wednesday, by sucking on the sweet rainbow below.

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P.s.: I explain more about one particularly exciting “Cock Tales” adventure at my MakeLoveNotPorn pages >here<

Xxx- K

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January 24, 2021 · 3:55 pm

The Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife … @DirtySexyWorld

Dirty Sexy Words at YouTube reading of Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife

As I mentioned in my Diaries of a London Hotwife post just before Christmas, I’m hoping to have “Modesty Unleashed – Part 8” of my personal diaries published sometime soon.


But I was delighted to be featured in a reading by Zak Jane Keir on the London Alternative Market  live-stream event last weekend.

I first met Zak years ago at an Erotic Book reading at TeamSh in Hoxton. Her enthusiasm for books, and fetish, was immediately apparent … and quite infectious … after just a few minutes of chatting with her.


And we’ve since bumped into one another on several occasions since at other events, and of course on my regular visits to LAM (before lockdown) where she always has a well-stocked bookstall … as well as online ordering from her Dirty Sexy Words website.

Along with an encyclopedic knowledge of fetish and erotica books, Zak also publishes books of her own and I would highly recommend her “The Masters Voice” which I took away with me on my Kindle for my holiday last summer. (And I can tell you that reading it on the beach made the sun feel even hotter!!!)


So, as I’ve always loved the tones and textures of Zak’s voice, it was an absolute thrill, and honour, to hear her reading a passage from my “Modesty Unmasked – Part 7 of The Diaries of a London Hotwife” on that LAM livestream.


And, it is now also available on Zak’s DSW Books YouTube Channel … just click on the Video Screen above or >here< to listen.


There are links to all of my Diary Editions from my Ebooks page >here< including my new Etsy Shop … and I have a new Modesty Diary Twitter feed at @ModestyDiary … so do follow me there for special offers and updates.

And be sure to follow Zak at her @DirtySexyWorld for lots more literary erotica !!!

Xxx – K

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January 13, 2021 · 11:15 am

Modestly Impulsive #wickedwednesday

This week’s prompt at Wicked Wednesday is “Impulsive” which, of course, I’m normally not. LOL !!! But thinking about it did remind me of my “Spur-of-the-moment Moment” from many years ago … first published in my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife – Further Adventures“ Diary.

So I just couldn’t resist including an excerpt here:

Whilst we all do things on the “spur of the moment” . . . things that we often live to regret . . . I’ve always believed that I was able to perfectly control my emotions and desires and never embarrass myself on a “personal relationship” issue. But on Monday I did something completely irrational and silly that could easily have gone completely wrong, or worse-still, ruined Hubby’s trust in my ability to judge what is “ok” and what is not in our relationship.

Hubby’s initial reaction to my “mis-adventure” brought me down to earth to the realities of our situation. But over the past few days and nights as we both re-counted, re-explored, and re-lived the details of last Monday, it’s suddenly become alright again. Re-discovering each other all over again, has been just simply glorious and that feeling of release and “sharing” feeling has been an explosion of emotions and enjoyment all over again. We’ve been like newly-weds the last two nights, and especially again after this morning when we actually confronted the subject of my adventure.

I had booked a day-off from the office to manage a family appointment. On my way home from the first part of my errand, I decided to pop-into my gym as I have had to miss my normal Sunday morning work-out for the past few weeks. Unlike the normal weekend-mornings, there was virtually nobody else around and I had most of the equipment to myself.

After just a few minutes though I was joined by one of the regular trainers from our Sunday morning classes. He’s a young Canadian and has always been very helpful and attentive and has that bouncy outgoing charm and chat that seems natural for so many North Americans! Hubby had often remarked in the past that he “obviously has a thing for you” and I’d enjoyed exchanging flirty comments and teasing with him on numerous occasions. Even without Hubby around, it just seemed natural to continue with our normal conversations and teasing jokes and jibes. I explained the reasons for my unexpected week-day presence and found myself enjoying his undivided attention and company. He was just finishing his shift and his invitation to join him for a “winding-down session and massage” at his house “just around the corner” came so out-of-the-blue and yet so easily and naturally that to my complete astonishment I found myself saying “yes alright then” without stopping to think! It wasn’t until I gathered my belongings from the locker and walked out into the corridor where he was waiting that it suddenly hit me just exactly what I’d agreed to.

He was still chatting non-stop as we walked towards my car, his words and voice unintentionally distracting me from the sudden panic-attack thoughts racing round in my head. My throat was dry and my heart pumping as we reached the car with me desperately trying to think of some viable way of “changing my mind”. Here I was accepting directions from, and driving-off with, a young man whom I knew nothing about and who was almost half my age.

It was already too-late of course, and as I drove I felt tingly flashes of excitement as well as the flashes of doubt! “In for a penny, in for a pound” I reassured myself in my head. The house he shared was indeed only a few streets from the gym. And he led me into the kitchen explaining that his housemates would all be out at work doing “normal 9 to 5’s”.

He poured some juices from the fridge and with glasses in hand said “come on, we’ll be more comfortable in my room”. It was clearly a single-man’s room, clothes draped around in piles on a chair and a desk against the window. I recognised a Poster from the Gym on one wall with smaller pin-up type pictures of young ladies stuck randomly alongside. One of those hand-held type barbell exercise thingy’s sat on the end of the desk, amongst magazines and books. But before I had the time to take much more of my surroundings in, he was standing in front of me pulling me into an embrace . . . my head was swimming, I felt silly again, rather than aroused. Disorientated and suddenly out of place . . . the tingles were replaced again by an embarrassed, awkward feeling of silliness.

There was no question that he had a lovely body. I’d always admired his bulges and tight chest beneath his gym vest, and lovely long bronzed legs in his shorts and trainers. But I stood unable to respond at all as he continued his embrace and running his hands down my back and over my hips. I managed to extricate myself and stammer “you’re going too fast for me. I thought you just wanted to give me a massage!”

If you would like to read what happened next, this Chapter continues, along with 230 pages more of some of my Diary reminiscences, in “The Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife – Part 5 – Further Adventures” available from my Amazon, Gumroads, Etsy and Ebooks pages.

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Xxx- K

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December 21, 2020 · 12:23 pm

The Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Hotwife … all to download at just $2 each for Xmas from Gumroads

I’m delighted to say that “Modesty Ablaze Unleashed” … Part 8 of my “Personal Diaries of a London Hotwife” series … will be published early in the New Year.

It follows on from “Modesty Ablaze Unmasked”, (see below), featuring extracts from my diaries of what Hubby refers to as my “nymphatic period”, with lots of new adventures and directions that were both surprising and wonderfully fulfilling fun … for all !!!

So to celebrate … and as a special treat for Christmas week … all of the previous editions of my diaries are available from my Gumroads Ebook profile as downloadable PDF files for just $2 US (or £1.48 sterling). The PDFs are fully printable, and readable on Kindle and Ebook-readers.

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I will be posting some Free-2-read excerpts of “Modesty Ablaze Unleashed” here closer to the release date in the New Year … but in the meantime you can listen to audio-readings of part of “A Quickie with Dee” from “Modesty Unmasked” from the links below.

Enjoy … and let me know if you’d like me to post more audio excerpts … from any edition of my diaries … in the future.

The excerpts below were originally recorded for my Pour Me A Glass Members pages … but are now also available to listen to at my Soundcloud profile or my “Modesty Speaks” pages >here<.

Xxx – K

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December 17, 2020 · 11:31 am

“A Quickie with Dee” Audio excerpt from “Modesty Unmasked”

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Originally recorded for my Pour Me A Glass Members page, for one of my longest standing members Sally, who requested that I read an excerpt from one particular chapter, “A Quickie Evening with D” from my “Modesty Unmasked” – Part 7 of my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries” ebooks.

This audio was recorded whilst sat on the balcony of my holiday apartment, enjoying a glass of wine (or two), so you will have to excuse the occasional sipping-pauses.


Now, I don’t like hearing the sound of my own voice, but as Sally asked so nicely this is especially for her …

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“D called me as I was on my way into work on Friday morning. His daughter was going away that afternoon to stay overnight with friends, so he wanted me to “pop-round for drinks?” I told him that we were also going to be without children for most of the evening and that J had already said how nice it would be to have the house to ourselves for a few hours again, so I had to say “no, but they’ll all be back off to uni in a fortnight”.

He sounded disappointed and said he didn’t think he could wait that long . . . I paused, expecting him to suggest booking a room for next week instead, but he didn’t . . .


I texted J when I got into work, “turned-down another offer for tonight so you’d better pamper me. Nice wine, how about a nice meal out somewhere?”.

I heard nothing more during the day and with everything going on in the office had completely forgotten about it. Then late in the afternoon J called on my direct line. He’d just picked-up my text (never hears his mobile!) and wanted to know who my offer was from and, then, why I hadn’t said yes. Re-iterating my text, and reminding him he’d told me this morning that it would be nice to have some time to ourselves again, I told him “I’d much rather spend it with you!” He said he thought it would be more fun if I went round to D’s . . . and then, (to make it worse), said he may be working a bit late anyway! I swore at him “are you joking?” He replied “you know how I like you having sessions with one of your men”.

I wasn’t feigning my annoyance, I WAS annoyed! . . . and he could tell, so started changing his tone. “All right, I’ll get away as quickly as I can. I’ll call you”.


I texted D “is your offer of tonight still open?”. His reply came straight back. “Of course”.

I was feeling really naughty now. If J thought it was ‘more fun’ for me to ‘have a session’ then I would jolly-well have one . . . because I could!


At five o’clock I texted J “You can work late. I’m having a ‘session’ at D’s, still expecting a nice bottle of wine though!” This time his text came back quite quickly . . . wishing me a good time and that he’d get the wine. He didn’t use that exact wording, but the thought of someone at Orange intercepting his texts just made me tingle more.


D met me at his station, and asked if I’d like to eat “first”. I laughed at his nervousness when I repeated back to him, “first???”

We stopped at his local Ask. As he went off to the washroom I thought about quickly texting J to say I was getting my meal out after-all, but D returned to the table before I’d had the time to decide whether that was being just too naughty.

We enjoyed a nice pasta and caught-up on each others Christmas stories and family get-togethers.


Once we arrived at his house I asked if he’d mind if I showered “first”? We both laughed as he raised his eyebrows and repeated “first?” back to me.

I was glad of being able to quickly undress from my office clothes (and rather unflattering underwear) as he first went off to find a clean towel for me, and then “pour the wine”.

I had, through the frosted glass of the shower door, seen him moving around in the bathroom, and was half expecting him to open the door and step-in to join me or something. But as I finished it became apparent that he wasn’t in the room. I opened the door and picked-up the neatly folded towel from where he’d left it on the mat. As I dried myself I called out “where are you?” thinking that perhaps he was waiting in the bedroom, but I heard him answer back from downstairs.

I wrapped the towel around me and walked back downstairs. He was just coming out of the kitchen with a glass of wine. “I thought you might have joined me” I teased as I took the wine and accepted his first kiss. I could tell by his rather sheepish look that he suddenly realised the missed opportunity as he replied “I showered before I came out”.


But as we stood in the hallway embracing, I could tell he was getting his confidence back. I could feel it through his trousers rubbing up against my leg!

As we kissed more he ran his hands up under the towel and over the cheeks of my bottom, the towel fell open and dropped to the floor. I had both arms around his neck, holding the glass in one hand and rubbing at the back of his shirt with the other.

He pulled one of his hands away from my bottom and round to my tummy and down between my legs …

If you would like to continue reading this for yourself, there is more information on “Modesty Unmasked” … and all of my “Modesty Ablaze – Diaries of a London Hotwife” … at my E-books page >here<.

Or you can listen to my reading this excerpt from my holiday balcony from the screen below …

Xxx – K

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October 24, 2020 · 8:51 am

A Friday Quickie with Dee … from “Modesty Unmasked” – Part Seven of The Modesty Ablaze Diaires

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The audio clip below, was recorded whilst sat on the balcony of my holiday apartment, enjoying a glass of wine (or two) … so you will have to excuse the occasional sipping-pauses … and was originally just meant for my Pour Me A Glass Members page.

One of my longest-standing members there had requested one particular chapter, “A Quickie Evening with D” from my “Modesty Unmasked – Part 7 of The Modesty Ablaze Diaries” ebook.  But I thought I would now add it here … for general release so-to-speak … as I have received lots of emails recently asking for more “Modcasts”.

So click on the arrow below to listen … and do let me know if you would like to hear more in the future!!!

Xxx – K

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April 29, 2020 · 9:06 am

A Modest “Cougar Moment” #wickedwednesday

This week’s prompt at Wicked Wednesday asks: “A cougar is a big, beautiful cat out in nature, but of course, this prompt is not about that kind of cougar (unless of course you want to write about it). No, this post is about those older women with younger lovers, the women informally called cougars. Do you know a cougar, or maybe you are a cougar?”


Well how could I possibly resist ???

Modesty Ablaze My Cougar Moment

Because . . . I have written about one of my own Cougar Moments before, in my “Modesty Ablaze Diaries – Part 5” which I first published as a short-story Ebook at my Gumroads pages back in 2013.

An extract from that Cougar Moment of mine is below:

Normally when Hubby and I have a night out at our Swingers Club we will spend the first hour or so sitting at the bar chatting to staff or to other couples, or singles, that we have met previously.


The atmosphere is always very friendly and relaxed and it is really just very nice to unwind in a different, and far more exciting environment, than we would on a normal evening out with normal friends.


And, of course, I love being able to wear something sexy and naughty. And Hubby enjoys me dressing like that and watching me take an occasional stroll away from the bar to investigate what may be happening in the play areas, or viewing rooms . . . and then walking slowly back . . . “strutting my stuff” as he calls it.


There have been occasions when we’ve not met or played with anyone at all during the evening. Or perhaps we may have just chatted and exchanged numbers with a couple, or interesting single guy . . . but for one reason or another, we’d not indulged with further.


But on one of our recent visits, I did something I’d never, ever done before . . . and it turned into one of the most exciting evenings we’ve ever enjoyed there.


We’d arrived early and had been sitting at the bar on our own sipping our drinks chatting to one of the lovely barmaids. A simply gorgeous young man entered from reception and came up to the bar to order a drink. He wasn’t close enough for us to hear him ordering his drink, but our eyes met briefly as he glanced around the bar whilst he waited for his glass. As he walked off towards the main room I saw him glance briefly back in our direction, before he disappeared around the corner.

Our barmaid came back to roll her eyes and tell me “Wow. He’s hot!” I nodded my agreement and asked her where she thought he was from and if she’d seen him here before. She told me he was definitely a newbie . . . and possibly Spanish or Italian.


A few minutes later he returned to the main room and was standing by the wall on the opposite side of the bar to us. “God he is gorgeous isn’t he” I giggled to our barmaid. Hubby put his arm around my shoulder to pull me closer and whispered into my ear “why don’t you go and introduce yourself and offer to show him around.”

I giggled with nervous excitement at his suggestion and replied, “I can’t, I wouldn’t know what to say.”


Usually, couples or singles would approach us first and we’d chat (sometimes for quite awhile) before I would nod to Hubby that I was “interested.” And then it would be him that might make the suggestion to our new friends . . . if they hadn’t asked us first.
 But now not only was Hubby suggesting that I make the first move, he was suggesting that I do it on my own.


My heart was racing and I felt my excitement levels rising by the second. “Go on, you’ve got nothing to lose. Talk to him before someone else gets in first,” Hubby was urging in my ear.


I got down off my stool and started to walk slowly over towards him. I felt like I was shaking so much with nerves that it must look as though I was about to fall off my high-heels. He wasn’t even looking in my direction as I stopped beside him and managed to stammer out something like “Hi, are you new here?” (Yes, really original, I know!)


“Yes it is my first time in London,” he replied in a wonderful deep and rich accent. I can’t remember anything of exactly what I said next. Just that conversation seemed to flow quite easily and naturally for the next few minutes . . . and that he was becoming ever more gorgeous with every word!
 Just as I found myself struggling to think of what to say next, he asked if I was alone. “Oh, no. I’m with my husband. Please come and meet him,” I managed to reply with a huge sense of relief. And excitement!


I took him by his hand, not sure if I was trying to steady myself and keep my balance to counteract my excitement . . . or to parade him to the other ladies in the room!

“This is J. He’s from Spain,” I gushed to Hubby. They shook hands and Hubby asked me “Shall we see if the Private Room is free?”

“Oh yes . . . LETS,” I nodded excitedly.

So . . . if you would like to discover what happened next . . . “My Cougar Moment“ is still available as an Ebook PDF, (readable on Kindle and Ebook Tablet readers), for just $1 . . . or as part of my four-part “Modesty Ablaze Diaries Unboxed“ set (“The Balcony”, “My Cougar Moment”, “A Naughty Surprise” and “Arrivals & Departures” combined) for just $5.

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Xxx- K

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April 6, 2020 · 1:06 pm

The Modesty Ablaze Diaries Collection Non-Fiction #BookMatters

The Modesty Ablaze Diaries of a London Housewife

As I said in my Modesty Recommends post recently, I don’t get as much time for reading as I would like to. It’s really only when I’m away on holiday that I have the time to fully enjoy my passion for Erotica and the enthralling words and worlds of my favourite authors. I marvel at the imagination and artistry of their words . . . and the skill and excitement of their story-telling.

So I’m a reader . . . and definitely not a writer.


But as I’ve mentioned on many occasions here before, Modesty Ablaze actually began as a celebration of the open-lifestyle I have been so fortunate to enjoy over the past 38 wonderful years. And publishing extracts from the personal diaries I have always kept, formed the first few months of postings here on my blog pages at the end of 2011 and the beginning of 2012.


And to my complete surprise, I soon began receiving emails suggesting that I should publish those diary extracts as actual booklets.


Now as I said, I am not a writer, but it seemed reasonably easy to “cut-and-paste” some of those diary entries that I had hastily typed into our computer a few days after the event, into one of those online templates.

And so . . . “The Modesty Ablaze Diaries – Pt. 1 The Journey” became my first Kindle Ebook. I thought it would be my first and my last.


But amazingly, I soon began receiving yet more flattering emails and lots and lots of requests for more.


So, over the past few years I have . . . rather slowly I must admit . . . added several more Modesty Ablaze Diaries to my Katie Ellison pages at Amazon and Gumroad.


Rather slowly, because although having years and years of diaries to “cut-and-paste” from, real-life . . . and fun-life . . . just continues to get in the way, despite all the requests that still continue to arrive in my in-box. And the rather lovely encouragement from the likes of La Bauge littéraire in his review several years ago at: https://www.modestyablaze.com/2016/04/02/je-vous-remercie-la-bauge-litteraire/


But as this week’s theme at May More’s Book Matters is for Non-Fiction books, it has reminded me that perhaps it is time for some more “cut-and-pasting” to add another edition to my The Modesty Ablaze Diaries collection.


You can find my current Kindle bookshelf at Amazon at: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Katie-Ellison/e/B008FRJ966/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1


Or as downloadable PDFs at my Gumroad pages at: https://gumroad.com/modestyablaze#VlObb

BOOK MATTERS – Runs 24th March to 20th April

Books are amazing. We can learn from them. Be entertained by them. Reading books sparks the brain synapses which in turn improves many other things. Including active vocabulary, thinking skills, and concentration. Many also believe books help us grow emotionally which has a knock on effect to how we treat people.

Let’s get reading by clicking May More’s Book Matters Logo below!

Xxx – K

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