This is the story of my first threesome that involved my husband. He encouraged me to write and post it. So after discussing it with him and trying to see events from his point of view I have attempted to write it as he saw it. So as I am not used to writing as a man I hope you will overlook my poor writing skills. It takes place in a pub we used to run in B...
It was a pleasantly warm morning. Not wanting to risk having his van seen on school property on a Sunday, Foley trotted the two miles from his apartment to the maintenance entrance of the high school. After working up a sweat in his jogging pants and muscle shirt, he waited in the cool main entranceway for Bethany, his young white cheerleader slut. She didn'...
This is part two of my story written as part of my therapy on the road to recovery, so if you have not read part one I suggest starting there. In this part of the story I will describe what I could have had if I trusted my husband enough to talk to him, I was so stupid. This part starts out as my husband and I were off to have a special weekend, a weekend he...
I was burning up with curiosity. Mistress Polly had given me a sealed envelope that morning. On the outside, she had written: "To be delivered to Amanda privately at the end of the school day." She had given me no idea as to its contents. I admit that I had been somewhat concerned about how the students would react -- how they would treat me -- after the hu...
Part 13: Town I woke up, stretching, realizing that since I'd met Mistress I'd been consistently sleeping through the night. Before knowing her I used to wake up several times almost every night. I quietly eased out of bed since Mistress was still sleeping. I padded softly across the room and out, wandering downstairs. As I shook out the cobwebs I realize...
Entry Five Dear Diary, I've since gone on three more "jobs." Turns out, both Roger and Bill have alot of friends, mostly bored, married businessmen with alot of time and money. I met a friend of Roger's tonight, his name was Keller. He's married, four kids in college and he just happens to own four of the most successful BMW dealerships in town. Come t...
All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author. Start: On a last minute spur of the moment I decided to head home for the weekend. College is great but I just needed to get away an...
He was more than slightly nervous while parking his car in the lot at the chosen meeting site. For weeks now he had fantasized and stroked his cock while calling on visions of the woman he was about to meet for the first time. The chats they had and emails she sent had aroused him more that anything in his life ever had, perhaps even more than his first tast...
I'm walking up to you, claret high heels clicking, I'm dressed in a fitted white shirt and a tight charcoal pencil skirt, steps echoing as you're leant up against the counter. I nonchalantly, put my hand into your pocket. Everyone looks on, a little shocked at the liberties I'm taking with you, wondering who I am. I look like I'm rummaging in your pocket fo...
We cleaned up a little, smiling goofily at each other as we gently caressed each other with a couple of warm, damp hand towels, laughing when one of us found a ticklish spot. Soon enough we were clean, yet still not quite unwilling to stop as our laughter became husker, the exploring towels were tossed aside and replaced with our hands, wandering lightly ove...