Henry thought the party was just a barbeque. Unlike his wife Nan, he hadn't read the invitation. It turned out to be a pool party that his boss was throwing for the new associates and everyone was expected to participate. Unfortunately Henry's swim suit was at home. Henry was considering his options for explaining this dilemma to his unforgiving boss when Ju...
Harold stood outside of his hotel room, taking a deep breath he opened the door and walked in. There was Claire in her favorite spot, on the sofa watching a cooking show. "Where have you been?" she asked as he walked over and sat down next to her. "Out watching people having sex on the beach again?" she asked. "I went for a walk." he admitted, wondering i...
One Friday night, my wife Cathy, had decided she wanted to go out to dinner and dancing. It had been quite awhile since we had been out and she seemed like she was really in the mood, if you know what I mean. After 21 years of marriage I knew this mood came very rarely, but when it did, it meant we could be in for a wild night. Little did I know how wild o...
(MMMF, mainly true story, some details embellished) All this happened in the seventies, back in those happy days of birth control pills, before AIDS, and before rampant VD; just after the days of "If it moves, fondle it" and a decade before the days of "Two condoms in every purse." Happily it was also before the days of breast implants and mandatory exagger...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. Being one of the first people to move into a new neighborhood has some disadvantage as well as some advantages. For inst...
Ponder. For lack of a better word, ponder works for me, at least for now. I'm sitting at my desk at work pondering what to do next. You see, I asked my wife of sixteen years to edit a few stories that I'd written and by the time she was done, she'd come up with more questions than corrections. Let me regress for a minute so you'll understand my dilemma a li...
The longer I live, the more I believe the old adage that things are never what they seem. I am a generally easy going kind of guy, and until recently seemed to have had a fairly normal life. It appeared like I had it all. I was at the pinnacle of success, with a great job, a gorgeous wife, plenty of wealth, and a large home in the suburbs. This is my account...
Prologue Barry first detected trouble a couple months earlier -- a slow growing, cool distance emanating from Paula, his wife of twelve years. But it was nothing sudden; more like some sort of condensation forming on the surface of their marriage. He asked her what was wrong, many times, in many ways. The answer was always the same. "Nothing. Work, stress....
A sequel to Debbie Just Got Curious, written to conclude the story and to give the husbands view. My wife Debbie is one gorgeous creature. Five feet tall, with large soft breasts and a firm butt, she loves life and absolutely adores sex. She always has, ever since we first met, when we fucked like rabbits; anywhere, anytime. She was hot, always wet and rea...
I turned 60 and wanted to treat myself. Don't get me wrong, I'm not an unhappily married man, but after a quarter of a century of marriage, a guy gets restless. My wife had planned on being away on business for a week, so I decided to take advantage of this little window of opportunity and indulge myself for one special night. I started by looking into esco...