My lower back had been aching like my Grandmother always said hers was. Two days of weeding and replanting the backyard this early June weekend had been the cause. Tracy, my wife of twenty two years, had suggested we make the effort this year. We had always kept the yard presentable, but now she wanted to have something 'we can show off.' I'd agreed a change...
Author's Note: Apologies to those who have found my work-in-progress for the lengthy lapses between chapters. While I would rather spend my time with Amber, Sam and their families I find that life continues its relentless tug on my available energies. There is at least one more chapter waiting; hopefully it will emerge sooner than the last two. Thank you for...
I’ve submitted a number of stories about our new lifestyle, how Joe, my husband, and I agreed to begin an affair with Frank, a friend who was also a widower. We agreed to have Frank as our sex director and he would tell us what he wanted us to do and how to go about it. Mainly it was both Frank and Joe enjoying my body and also “lending” me to other men. We...
The things I do for my husband. Love, it's strange, no? When going into an open marriage, you expect to have a slightly different life than the average American couple, but still. We both knew when we met, when we started dating, when we got serious, when we considered even the idea of marriage that there was no way we would be able to stay physically fa...
The Wrightsville yacht harbor dipped beneath the horizon off the stern of the big sloop. As its hull neatly parted the waves, the rigging beneath the taut sail hummed while the breeze of the yacht's passage gave relief from the muggy July heat of the North Carolina coast. Brenda watched the coast disappear for a few minutes and then turned to the woman sitti...
It had not been a normal morning for Hollie Matthews ; it was more like surprising! She'd gotten the kids off to school in record time and even had some minutes to spare for her hair and make-up. Then as she drove to work it was odd that every light was green, and when she pulled through the drive-thru at Dunkin' Donuts, there were no cars in front of her! W...
Woman Lawyers - Part 1 - Memories of Paris Chapter 1- Morning Light The early sun was slanting into the room when I opened my eyes. Her side was warm against me, her breathing slow and steady. I was sticky and needed to pee but didn't want to wake her. Slipping carefully out of bed, I made my way to the kitchen, put the coffee on, and used the downstairs s...
Authors Notes: First off, I'd like to thank a certain female Swedish member of the AH for the plot bunny and the explanation of "Fuck Buddies". I'd heard the term mentioned briefly somewhere else but she made it an itch that I had to scratch. I'd also like to thank Rumple Foreskin for the excellent edit. I didn't know a writer, namely me, could make so man...
INTRODUCTION Before I get into my first bi-sexual experience in Paris, let me introduce myself and provide some background. My name is Walter McCarty and I am of Irish/German descent. I grew up in Manhattan, New York and graduated with a BBA and MBA. For the past 10 years I have worked for a large Management Consulting firm headquartered in New York City. O...
TIME FLIES I had been in Paris a year and things could not have gone better with my job, learning the French language and my sex life. I had been very successful generating new business for the firm and led a major consulting engagement, for which I received an outstanding review and substantial bonus. My French was excellent and although not fluent, I cou...