"Hello? Anyone home?" I called out, hearing no signs of the children, nor Mr. M. In the distance I could hear Mrs. M click-clacking in her heels in the dining room. I found her fixing a martini from the bar. "Oh hi, Mrs. M. Are the kids on a playdate? I didn't have anything in my calendar." "No, Mr. M took them to the museum today so...
PROLOGUE: "What was I doing in an adult toy store?" I asked myself, grinning, as I hefted the container of expensive sex-lube. Cymrick Beckham didn't need porn. Married to the hottest wife in town, what need did I have for DVDs of other folks having commercial sex? Nevertheless, smiling like many another man, I let my eye scan along the racy, sexy titles o...
Sally hitched her mini skirt up and bent over Richard's desk. She knew the position well enough, and she baited Richard, swaying her hips luridly, her naked ass almost steaming in the cool head office. Dressed in a smart dark business suit, Richard slowly moved behind her.. She closed her eyes and felt his presence. He began sliding his large hands up her...
Monday through Wednesday were more of the same letters from Jean. They weren't long. She apologized for not writing more but she was staying out late. She added 'wink, wink' after the word late. Miguel interpreted her 'wink, wink' as a sign she and Leo were having sex. Knowing how paranoid Jean was and how protective she was of her reputation he wondered jus...
I hated to be a quitter but had to give up, my jaw was hurting and I was having difficulty breathing. "I'm sorry baby. I have to stop," I said and crawled up the bed next to her. "No, no, don't be. You got me closer than anyone ever has. You can fuck me now if you want." "No, thanks. We know that doesn't work for you." "But it will work for you." "I can...
A husband wants to know where all the white women in his conservative suburban town really go at night (NOT knitting circles and gin rummy!) * Rick's wife Dina goes out nights and doesn't come back until late - looking disheveled. She says she's going to crochet and knitting circles or Tupperware parties or girl movie night or scrapbooking or Oprah book cl...
The alarm went off at 6:00 a.m. and I reached over my wife to shut it off. My morning hard-on pressed against her back. She was beautiful lying there naked with her red hair cascading down her pillow. I thought about waking her up for a quick start-me-up this morning. Instead, I jumped out of bed and got in the shower. By 7:00 a.m. I was showered, had break...
The Brooklyn mob boss Joe Slow is sitting in Carlito's slurping on a bulging bowl of meatballs. The restaurant is dark and empty, just the way Joe Slow demands it everyday at the same time. A mobster with a habit like this is a Hitman's dream, but that's another story. So we see the scene and tomato sauce is smeared all around Joe Slow's fat chops, which fla...
My wife and I was invited to a small dinner party by her boss and his wife. I guess that I should mention that he (her boss) and my sexy wife Lynn, have been having a torrid love affair for the past eight months. My wife told me that during her interview with his company, she knew that they would soon be sleeping together. Her lovers name is Ron, he's 40'ish...
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