[Continuing Book 1: Cheating] "How was Carrington?" Mike asked excitedly. Jen got home late that afternoon and it was the first time they'd had a chance to talk (they'd just put Anna to bed). Jen gave him an innocent look. "Carrington?" she asked pretending not to understand. "Come on," Mike urged her. He was done with the cheating role playing, he want...
I didn't realise until recently how much of a cheating slut I really was, or rather how much potential I had to be that cheating hot slut. Six years of faithful marriage with no incidents of infidelity, though plenty of teasing and flirting during those years, all I might add with no objections from my husband, that is until the night a guy at a party, got...
The next three months went quickly by. She was giving Tim all the sex he could handle, seeing to Dave's needs (and the needs of several of his better customers) and seeing Brian every Tuesday. The only fly in the ointment, at least from her standpoint, was that every time she tried to get something going with Melvin something always got in the way. Four time...
Looking over the single folder sheet, before sealing and mailing it on Friday afternoon, I glanced over the scant contents one last time. It said: TO: Hobart Godwinsson Owner, Sysson Systems Co. Columbus, Ohio This letter is to say I QUIT, as of now. I'm well beyond tired of having you send me out-of-town on useless assignments, just so you, your co-work...
Many thanks to infructescence for her editing of this story. * It was hot sunny day in Gambia. Though both the door and the only window were missing on the corrugated tin shed at the backyard behind a bar in the outskirts of the capital city Banjul, it was hot as a sauna inside the shed. No wonder why the naked gorgeous Scandinavian housewife who was lying...
(Chapter Two) Sandy Packs for her Business Trip The next day we just stayed at home and sat around the patio enjoying the nice weather. Sandy was wearing her white two piece bikini, and I was dressed in the same shorts that I was wearing last night before we went out. I only had worn them for an hour and wasn't about to throw them in the hamper just yet. T...
My wife, Mary and I are rock solid. I don't need to worry about her cheating, and god knows, I never would. It's not just bluster. I, much to my own personal disgust, in my first marriage, had cheated. That's not why the marriage ended. I don't think she ever knew. She never confronted me. I sure as hell never told her about my affair. I might not be all...
Jim and I had just finished our day shift at the plant and we were driving back home together in my car. We always commuted together whenever our work shifts coincided, and this week it was my turn to use my car. As soon as we left the plant, Jim asked me to stop at a pharmacy on our way back home so that he could have a prescription fill. His wife Sally,...
Sherrie stood in the doorway of my bedroom. Her jet black hair was matched by the thin black nightgown she wore. It covered her, and concealed nothing: She had a perfectly formed body. She stood not more than 5 feet tall, her skin like alabaster, her dark eyes flashing. She looked like a three-quarter scale Venus "My husband said to make you feel comforta...
***** Greg 2004 I could barely hear my wife's hard breathing and slight moans across the room with Grove Washington. The curious among us would have looked and maybe been a tad jealous or anxious knowing a good looking half black man was fucking his blond wife. But I was too busy. Busy bouncing Grove's slight wife Tish on my cock while standing with my bac...