Stranger in the Night

Free Erotic Story for the Tantalizing Tales' dialogue prompt

Image by Bernd from Pixabay

About ten years ago I started reading a book about a large middle-class family living on an estate. I think it may have been narrated by one of the family members after he’d moved away. He had a very wealthy friend and held a secret over him which he made a profit from. The only other thing I remember is a middle-aged woman in the family who was mentally fragile. Every so often she would run away.

Once, the whole village went out searching for her and eventually found her down by an old quarry, having sex with a homeless man. When they asked what on earth had made her do it, she said he’d simply asked — and she had agreed because she sensed a genuine need in his voice.

I never finished the book and many times wished I had. If you know what the title is, please tell me. Although it’s possible I fabricated part of it - not the sex scene though :-D

Anyhow, the reason I mention it today is because that book inspired me to write this mainly dialogue, filled with humour, erotic story.

(Written for the Tantalizing Tales Feb 2026 “dialogue story” prompt - find it here.)

Image by Andrea Altini from Pixabay

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The Prospect Way Homeless Man

“Well, it was the strangest thing.” I scanned the café to check nobody could hear.

“Oh, com’on. I’m all ears,” Freda encouraged. Eyes practically on stalks.

“Okay. Don’t interrupt though. You always butt in.”

“Moi? Lips… sealed.”

“Things are bad between me and Mark. First the hoo-ha with the hysterectomy. Then our Emma went off to Uni. We can’t get back on track. Also, he’s started to… well, smell. You know? When someone is forgetting to wash — the sweat dries, takes on an odour. He won’t even talk about it. So wrapped up in computer games. Just like a teenager, smelly and self-absorbed.

“Anyway, I’m digressing. After Monday’s aqua-fit, I was heading home. Wanted to catch the final Grace and Danger, so I…”

“Love, love that series, did you see the one when h…” Freda cut in.

“Freeedaa! Shut-up. It’s my story. Listen.”

She pretended to zip her mouth, and I continued.

“Like I said, I wanted to see the last episode, so took the short-cut up Prospect Way steps. At that time of night it’s dark and eerie. You really need a torch. I was holding the rail for guidance when I reached the stone bench on the landing, halfway up. I nearly jumped out of my skin when a man’s voice said softly,

‘Spare me some coins? For coffee. I’m parched. It’ll keep me warm on the street tonight.’

“I was shocked and took a quid from my pocket. At that moment, he pulled me onto the seat. I could see a shadowy outline of his face. He was thirty-ish and smelled fresh, not like you’d expect. A bit like talcum — far better than Mark. Then, he whispered in a husky voice —

‘I want you — real bad. Need… to… have you… Please.’

“For a second the moon came out and we looked each other directly in the eyes. His were pleading, sharp, urgent. As a cloud darkened the sky our lips met. No excuse, the passion in his expression simply overwhelmed me. My cunt pulsed, dampening. Needing to be filled.

“The only thing I could do was search for his fly while he slipped hands under my jumper and bra, breathing quickening. Moving me onto his lap, my back to his face, he inched up my skirt. Hastily, I shifted the gusset of my knickers. With just a little wriggle I found his stiffness and pushed down until he was completely inside me. For a moment we didn’t move. Then, digging his nails into the flesh on my hips, he lifted me slightly before we seriously started fucking.

“Within a few minutes the pleasure was rising through every nerve in my body, and just as I collapsed back onto his lap he shook with his climax.

“After, he held me close. Suddenly I heard people approaching. I jumped up, pulled my skirt down and ran up the remainder of the steps, home. That’s it.”

Freda just stared at me. I glared back —

“Say something.”

“What talc do’ya think it was? Johnson’s?” She asked.

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