My apologies to all my readersfor the delay in posting chapter three. Life tends to get in the way I awoke from a very deep sleep. Marge had a new spring in her step and she was making our morning coffee while whistling a little tune. "Good morning honey!" she smiled, as she poured the coffee into two cups and brought them over. She handed me one then...
I awoke the next morning with the smell of fresh coffee in my nostrils. I got up to go to the bathroom and realized that April was not in the room. I sat down to get caught on some sports scores while I drank some coffee and waited for April to return from wherever she was. My mind kept wandering back to the events of the night before, and I couldn't believe...
The burly, naked married man resting on my usual spot on my bed had a slight snarl to his tone, as he wiped sweat and juices off of his mouth and chin. "Man, I don't get it," he caustically chastised me, not really looking in my direction where I sat in a chair beside my bed, "if I had a wife as fucking hot as yours, I wouldn't let her get fucked by other me...
It was 5:30 Sunday morning and I had already been awake for at least a half hour. I had tried to get back to sleep but I was just too keyed up. Nancy, her long blonde hair obscuring the lovely features of her face in the predawn light, lay next to me sleeping peacefully. I slipped carefully out of bed so that I would not wake her and went downstairs to the k...
(I would suggest reading part 1 prior to your turning your attention to this chapter.) * The month, as you could imagine could not pass fast enough. Susan and I, as well as from our discussions with Donna and Ray, were sticking to the instructions. The day finally arrived for us to be "initiated" into the swing club. I know that I was ready to explode. If...
The cable was out. Jonathan spent a few minutes slapping the receiver before turning off his television. He looked outside, expecting to see other frustrated sports fans shaking their fists at the heavens, but all the other houses hummed along with the normal glow of a weekday evening. He cursed his provider and went to check the score on his phone. The disp...
The school year had ended, and it was a beautiful late June Saturday in suburbia as I noticed the moving truck pulling into our neighbor's home. The old neighbors had sold a few months ago, and since then all I had seen were various contractors remodeling the house. My curiosity was peaked as I peered out to catch a glimpse of our new neighbors. Me and my wi...
I can't believe that I'm writing this story. I suppose that I'm actually documenting it to continue the excitement that it has brought me over the past couple of years. I thought that it would never happen, especially not the way that it finally happened anyway. My wife and I have been married for about 12 years. Over these years the sex has been both hot a...
The following series uses characters created by Stormbringer. Special thanks to him for letting me use said characters! ***** Coxville was looking bright and sunny as Jenny Summers made her way home in her car. She'd just finished coaching the local high school cheerleaders, one of whom was her own daughter, and she was looking forward to spending some t...
Acknowledgement: My thanks to eluckenbach for editing. * Vinnie and Gary are a couple of crooked cops working the three to eleven shift. They shake down drug dealers and that sort of thing, but their specialty is forcing women to have sex with them. After they clock-out at eleven, they go prowling instead of patrolling. Their modus operandi is to park the...