This story involves the book club described in chapter one but revolves around two different women from the first chapter. Apparently sexy books stir more than just literary interest. * Rachel Pittman is a forty-five-year-old mother of two. She and her husband Glenn are now empty nesters with that their two children off to college. With PTA and school clu...
It didn't happen overnight. I didn't wake up one morning and decide that I wanted to fuck men other than my husband. Marcus didn't declare one day that he wanted to watch other men come in my mouth. It was a slow evolution, pushing boundaries down one-by-one and moving on to more experimentation and adventures that we both consented to and enjoyed. I was a...
Hotels. Luxury hotels. What do I love about them? God, I know it isn't phallic, their sleek shapes, rising into the sky. I'm not that immature. Am I? It isn't uncommon for me to go to a nice hotel, either here in the city with one of my boytoys, or in a faraway city when I'm traveling with my husband, which isn't common at all. But a giant den of luxury and...
This story developed from an email conversation with a reader who provided me feedback. She wrote me, "I'm a happily married woman. But I crave sex with older men. I'm 44 but would love the feel of an older man on and in my body." During the course of our conversation she also wrote that, with her husband, she likes anal and rough sex. I asked her if she wou...
Jean ignored the presence of four other people in the room as she embraced Miguel in a tight hug. He hugged her back and pursed his lips returning her quick kiss. "Come to the rectory tomorrow. I'll be working." Miguel assured her he would. The two men shook hands and their wives hugged. Miguel said goodbye to Jean's parents. Her dad was still upset over...
Part Two of: Caught - Cleaning Girl gets a Show You may want to read Part 1, it gives you some character background and tells you how all this all happened by chance. Well the day had come, Sophia was coming in the afternoon about three, right after work. I was full of anticipation of her visit, and had to keep my mind busy on other things to keep from fan...
It starts so very randomly and unexpectedly. I am sitting in a cafe during lunch time in a mall not too far from my Los Angeles suburbs house. And I call my wife Archana. She does not answer. I get a text message instead. - Sorry Ninad, in a very important meeting at office. Will call later. Anything urgent? I stare at the message for a few seconds. With q...
Who is Sultana? Sultana, born in a Muslim family in one of the most underdeveloped regions in India to an illiterate daily wage worker parents. She was married to an old, rich, sexist man when she was just 18. Her husband used her only sex and he did all weird shit with her. She was always desperate for love, she starts looking for love everywhere until s...
Chapter 1 Dana was late getting home from work on Wednesday evening. Troy, her husband, waited on her for dinner, but by 7 PM, when she wasn't there, he gave up and ate some warmed up leftovers. He was getting worried. Troy had called her cell phone a few times and texted her, but she didn't answer. He tried to call her office, but since it was past five o'...
I want to thank shittylifelessons for editing this piece for me. **************** The full moon was shining over the fjord on another cool autumn night. From a tall grey castle balcony carved from local granite, a young woman looked on with long hard eyes. Her shimmering platinum blond hair, almost as white as snow, hung over her shoulder wrapped like a l...