Chapter 1 Brett watched his wife Jessica. She was watching tv and eating a popsicle. All he could think about was the popsicle being another man's dick. Jessica noticed him staring. "What?" She asked. "I'm just thinking about what we talked about last nite" She looked confused, then looked at the popsicle. "Ugh. Stop. You talked about it. I didn'...
I love this woman. Adore her. From first long held kiss to now much time has passed. Finally, we are joined. She is naked, has shaved her mons pubis and I hope she did it just for me. Her shapely rounded cleft shows no hint of fuzz, nothing to indicate she occasionally dangles a razor there. It has the fresh scent of roses, lemons, talc and deep within the s...
The morning sun was just breaking over the horizon and he was tired, but oddly, wide awake. He fumbled for his keys, but once he found them he entered the building swiftly. Can't be too careful these days, he thought, as he secured the door behind him. He switched on the lights, and readied himself to walk in without ruining the floor by slipping paper booti...
My wife came down from our bedroom for her night out with friends from work. She was dressed to the nines! She was a natural brunette, but she had colored her hair a deep black. Her nails, fingers and toes were painted a deep red. Her makeup was heavier than she normally wore and impeccable. Her dress was silver with a plunging neckline that went all the wa...
With apologies to Clement Clarke Moore. * "Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring..." ...except for me and I was getting more and more pissed as I went from room to room looking for what should have been there. There should have been a wife and three children in the house, but they weren't. I had been away...
Here I am at the age of 50, a white male married to a woman who is more of a roommate than a wife. It's been so long since I felt the touch of a woman or had sex is that all I can remember about sex is how to spell it. I found one of those Internet dating sites and responded to some women's ads without any luck until one magical Wednesday. There was an ad fr...
A story about saving a friend's marriage! -- Dusty was out by the pool one warm afternoon sunbathing when his neighbor and friend George stopped by. George live a few blocks away and had known Dusty for several years. After the usual greetings, George sat on the chaise lounge Adjacent to Dusty. Christy walked out in her usual topless state and said, "Hi...
Lisbeth was bored. She idly went through the motions of straightening the shelves of the upscale boutique where she worked on this dreary Thursday morning. Lisbeth was twenty-four and she married less than two years ago, having come from her native Denmark as an au pair originally. The Georgetown lawyer to whom she was married treated her as a trophy wife, i...
This is a recollection of things that were, could have been, and dreamed of. The names of the fun-loving have been altered, as has the name of the Sorority. Any similarities to others is purely incidental. ***** My sorority sisters and I hadn't seen Lacy in several years. Three of us decided to mix business with pleasure, when two of us had to go to Califo...
My husband Mark had organised a present for us - an evening in the best suite of "The Vibe" Hotel at Milsons Point in Sydney. Our luscious suite had a wonderful view over Lavender Bay, the late afternoon sun bejewelling Sydney Harbour. Mark had also organised dinner, a sumptuous meal and the best wine in the hotel's restaurant. He also chose my outfit for di...