There is this guy that lives across the street from me, and he has lived there for a few years. I've constantly had my eye on him, he's just so sexy. Before, I couldn't do anything about it, but now that I'm single, it's game on. I didn't really know how to go about it, all I knew was that I wanted to sleep with him - badly. And at this point, it's been abou...
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'...
My wife and I have been married a very long time. She is 53; I will be 50 in a month. We met in college and spent a few months as "friends". Both of us were dating other people when we met but there was an obvious attraction between us. Pretty quickly we were nearly inseparable but it took a few months before anything physical happened. Once we started havin...
As She enters the house, She drops Her bags in front of me without saying a word. She kicks Her shoes off and proceeds into the lounge to sit down. 'Tea', she says. 'Quickly slut.' 'Yes Mistress,' I reply quietly. I quickly put Her bags and shoes in their designated places and rush to the kettle. I have been boiling it every 10 minutes throughout the day...
This is a true story. I hope it will encourage someone's marriage and sex life. Joyce and I were both raised in conservative, moral homes and we shared the same views on just about everything. We were a perfect match and wasted no time deepening our relationship. We were both virgins when we met, I was 20 and she was barely 18. We dated for about 10 mon...
It kind of started going wrong for Annette when Alfredo yanked down his shorts and revealed shaved balls. Chests she understood. Armpits even. All the local men were hairless, deep bronze and lithe; all six packs and sleek muscle. That she understood. But the balls thing. Yeesh. With a soft creak of raffia, Annette shifted in the "Emmanuelle" chair- which i...
There she was, this beautiful young woman, hardly half my age lying in bed next to me. Her eyes closed, I watched her chest as it rose, ever so slightly with each breath she took. Her skin was tan from the hours she spent in the tanning booth. The brown skin offset by the soft blond hair, which hung in loose curls over her shoulders and down to the top of he...
I board a flight that will take me to a brief lunch meeting with Rosy, a woman I have known for a while and knows me well. As I take my seat on the plane my mind starts to wonder, my pulse quickens, feel butterflies starting to flutter in my stomach. I start to think what is happening to me? Why am I so nervous? I must be nervous about the flight I think to...
Finally it was Wednesday. A day off. Like many women, trying to balance being a wife, mother and full-time worker stretched Pat thin. Having a half-day off to herself was a luxury that she looked forward to. Twice a month Pat got a half day to herself before she had to pick up the kids from school. Last time she thought she'd loaf at home, but ended up worki...
Charles The four of us laughed. We laughed uproariously, conspiratorially. We were like college chums who had known each other for years. Not true, we only met today. We chuckled together at the suggestion: we could commit the perfect crime. Do a crime with no other witnesses, no victim, no written records. Of course, not one of us realized the technicality...