[Writers love feedback. Please comment on and rate this story. About 99 readers out of 100 do *NOT* bother to do either one. The story carries the label "BCS". In other words, if I put it in the Loving Wives section, it would be lambasted as Bi Cuck Shit. Tough crowd over there.] +++++++++++++++++ Every few weeks I travel with a female coworker to three-da...
I had a folder full of pictures but I knew it wouldn't make the client happy, it never does. I know it's just part of the job but it's the worst duty for you see my job is to find cheating spouses. It has to be one of the few careers where the better job you do the less it is appreciated. When they hire you, the client is always sure, they just want your ver...
My husband Dave and I had been married for 25 years. We were both 48, still attractive and healthy. And our sex life was still good, even if it had fallen into a routine after all those years. Dave's sex drive was always higher than mine, and I tried to keep him happy the best I could, but I always knew he wanted a little more. Shortly before his 49th birth...
Releasing my arms from his strong grip I leave them entwined above my head out of the way, my back arched to accentuate my tiny boobs as much as I can my little bum pushed down into the bed and legs spread wide either side of him. My pussy now open and soaking just begging for his touch, finally I feel his fingers run across it flicking my fully exposed clit...
I made my husband, Bill, his favorite dinner. We ate mostly in silence, as the events of the past 24 hours were weighing heavily on both of us. Against my better judgement, my he had convinced me to have sex with another man so that he could watch. It had been his fantasy for years. When dinner was finished, I handed him the envelope containing this letter,...
I had nervously been awaiting my wife's return for the last two hours after finishing all my chores. The house was spotless and i had done all the washing and ironing she had left for me to do. I was ready to greet her at the doorway with a curtsey just as she had told me to. I was still wearing my new maids outfit, with fishnet stockings, lacy black pantie...
Colin knocked on the door softly and waited anxiously. No turning back now, he thought. The man who opened the door had to be close to 6 feet tall and well muscled, and towered over Colin who was merely 5'5''. "Hi, I'm Colin," Colin said firmly, trying not to look intimidated by him. "I know who you are," Jake replied. "What do you want?" "I need to talk...
Cameron Sullivan watched as the woman he loved, his wife of ten years, the most important thing in his life, a bag over her shoulder and one small suitcase walk out the door of their modest suburban home. She said it was forever. Her answer that their love had died, while clear to her left Cameron's mind in a whirl with no real idea of what was happening. W...
"Hello," greeted Sue into the telephone. "Hey, Sue! Is the cuck there?" I asked. "Who do you want, Bill? You know there's no one in this family by that name," she responded. "Did you call to speak with Jerry?" "Well, yeah! Jerry, the cuck, is he there?" I asked. "I wanted to tell him something." "You call Jerry, "the cuck" now? How did he get that nickna...
Author's note: 'All things must pass' and I feel that this series has reached a natural conclusion. As always, I must point out that all players in this fictional saga are aged 18 or older, and all sexual acts are consensual. The Making of a Mistress Chapter 6: Cwm Pechod's Cuckold Community The invitations to the party for the combined wedding anniversary...