I know many that read this story will get tired of hearing the word "love" being mentioned so much. Too bad. What we learned that it is possible to love more than one woman or man. No need to feel guilty or regretful. Plus, this was all done by consenting adults that encouraged our spouses to love others. The ironic thing about love: the more you give, the m...
Thank you so much for the comments and encouragement you people have given me on my first attempt at writing erotic fiction. You are great, and you made my first experience great. This is the second chapter of the series, HouseKeeping. It would be best if you could read first Chapter 1 so you can gain the benefit of knowing the backstory of Chapter 2. This c...
It had been a little over three months since that week at our cabin. I felt guilty about what I had done but not enough to tell my husband. We had fantastic sex the first week he was back, mostly because I was so aroused from the week with the boys. Twice I screwed him until he orgasmed and then I sucked him hard again, right away. The second time we did it...
Jay and I had been going to the Lake house since before we were married. It had been in his family for four generations, each generation modifying and adding to the house. At the beginning, it was just a cabin at the lake, but over time the family had bought more land, and expanded the cabin into quite a large house, with nice amenities. The house now boasts...
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 50). This story c...
Part One: The Watcher and Melody He'd been watching me for at least two years. I never knew which one of the 17 apartments in the building across the alley held my delicious admirer, and I sometimes stood in my window before beginning, looking closely at each one, wondering where he was. Who he was. What he looked like. The wondering added to the enticemen...
The sound of the front door closing woke her from her temporary hypnosis, as self-awareness came washing back over her. Andrea, standing in the middle of her bedroom dressed only in a small white towel, blushed deeply as her heart thudded with excitement. 'Oh my god, did that just happen?' she thought to herself. Her mind raced, the events of the past 45 min...
"You are so full of it!" Gretchen started to blush, embarrassed by her friend's reaction to her confession. "You wouldn't mind if someone pulled your top down in public!?!? What, are you on drugs?" Petra continued. Gretchen felt mortified. Petra had been her friend since they were 8, and she had always shared all kinds of things with Petra. Whenever she...
The hotel was not so far away from home that it was a treck getting here, but was far enough for it to be unlikely that anyone I knew would be there. In any case it was a rather cheap place, three stars at most, and most of my husband's and my friends certainly wouldn't entertain that. I'd met Arndt playing golf. I suppose you could say he'd swept me off my...
I am a 45 year old salesman for a large mid-Atlantic pharmaceutical company. Like most of my coworkers I maintain a fairly routine field salesman's lifestyle. I live out of a suitcase for about a third of my time, and commute to a windowless office (outside of Charlotte) on the "home" days. As any traveling sales representative will tell you, after a while t...