"Just got a call from Google," Johnny said a few weeks later. "You need to get out to Vegas this weekend. Another big trade show. Bring Allie and Scott, you need to impress." "Our pitch isn't ready," Jen objected. "This isn't about the pitch," Johnny said. "They want to meet the team. You need to impress, or we don't get a chance to make the pitch." "Okay...
Circa 1980 Lynn, my wife, is a petite brunette. In her bare feet she is just shy of five foot tall. She has small but perfectly formed breasts. They might be small but, I can get a nipple in each side of my mouth and this is something that really turns her on. Her ass is something I can't keep my hands or eyes off of. Lynn and I have both been married once...
Have you ever wondered why some authors seem more popular than others? Why do some stories get so many views and votes, while others languish without the hope of a little red "H"? Why does it seem easier to get into the toplists in some categories but impossible in others? Is there some secret formula for writing a popular story? Yes, actually, there is—at...
My wife has always been a bit of a prude sexually. That's not to say she only enjoys the missionary position, but very rarely is our sex life spiced up by toys or role play for example, and she also gets embarrassed at any mention of sexual fantasies (although she does like dirty talk every now and then!). At a little over 5 foot tall, my wife verges on pet...
This is the first part of a cuckold story. If you don't like wives having sex with men that are not their husbands, with no revenge, then I recommend not reading it. ***** I'm sure every good husband has only the best to say about his wife; I'm of no exception. Though you have only my word to believe, I promise you the person I'm about to describe is of no...
I studied myself for several minutes in the full-length mirror pleased by the perfect combination of a Victoria Secret push up bra and a form fitting tank top. I ran my hands over my cleavage and then down over my curves. I twisted and turned myself into sexy poses. I spun around and got the best view of my ass as I could. I wanted my jean skirt to be short...
"Who's there?" Marie need not have asked really, she knew who it was the moment her body ached with familiar yearning. She had descended from the main entrance of the temple whilst Esther was busy being nailed by an obese businessman. She should have remained to greet any clients that arrived, but it was a frustratingly quiet night and Marie wanted to try a...
Please remember to vote, if you enjoyed the story. And I always appreciate comments both positive and negative. Though trollish, anonymous comments will be deleted. *** *** *** *** *** Ken looked through his email in disappointment. It looked like no one hit on his wife at Tracy's birthday party. He guessed it was a good thing since she didn't come home a...
When I look back at the anthology of my relationship with my wife Lexi, there has been a metamorphosis of sorts. I think every couple in love starts with the same exclusively monogamous, 'till death do you part' scenario. I remember I used to get fits of jealousy if a guy even checked Lexi out. If she flirted, I would go ballistic. How times have changed, as...
A private tennis club in an exclusive part of London. The tennis coach is me, Joe, and the following is one of many situations that happened regarding women who wanted more than tennis lessons. Having been to university, I was age 23, and became assistant coach at a posh tennis club. I had been a tennis coach for about two months. Club members were beginnin...