My recent history is that I've been divorced for five years, and in that time I've had four dates, two with the same guy, and I've slept with one man who couldn't 'get it up.' I'm 54 years old, blonde, curvy, and definitely not bad looking, and as a teacher I get long summer holidays, and I love my cricket. Cricket lovers know that 'Test Matches' can last u...
Nick and I plan a date night with another woman at least once a month. These women come from different venues: someone we meet on a porn or swingers sites, met at adult parties, met out somewhere and on occasion, someone that we already know where they know a little about our non-vanilla wild side. Often, these women are wives or are in a committed relations...
"Professor?" Laney stopped by the door. He looked up from his computer. "Laney, come on in." Laney was majoring in biology in college. She wanted to be a vet technician, or maybe even a veterinarian someday. Unfortunately a requirement of the curriculum was organic chemistry. Laney had already taken the first O-Chem course last year and failed. The profe...
Ok, so this one is different for me. The idea just hit me and I went with it. Hope you like it. I parked a couple of rows back and about a dozen spaces over from my wife's car, with an unobstructed view of the front door to the Happy Life Yoga Studio. I watched her enter the building, dressed in a pair of skin-tight, pink Lululemon exercise pants and matchi...
It was the summer of 2003 and Mike Jones was half way through the three hour train journey to visit his Mum for the summer holidays. He would be there for two weeks, as had been the routine for the past thirteen years; two weeks with his Mum and two weeks with his Dad. Mike had lived with his Dad for the last seven years but always looked forward to these tw...
It’s not like I’m a very hateful person by nature, but at that moment in time, I was fuming. My soon to be ex-wife was making life pretty miserable for me. She was trying to take all my worldly possessions, including my hard-earned money, which was lying in a joint account in the bank. That’s why I was there. To take care of that and stop the bleeding a litt...
We shared an economics class at university. She didn't say much in class and never came for coffee afterwards with the rest of the group. I watched her a lot, and she would glance away quickly when she caught my eye. Her name was Laura. She had a girly, pretty face, and her body was just about perfect. She was very slim with soft curves, and high, full breas...
** Continuation of "A Learning Experience". If you have not read "A Learning Experience" yet I highly encourage it as this story continues right where the other one leaves off. It also includes references to the previous one. ** Katina was mad. How dare he come in her mouth and not give her the extra credit that she wanted! She sucked on his cock, let him w...
I'm sitting at a small table cluttered with colorful drinks and straining to hear my friends over the loud music. After a pretty shitty week, the girls have managed to talk me into going out to a bar, maybe even dancing, on a Friday night. The bar scene is typically depressing for me, but I could use a drink and the laugh-till-it-hurts cramping that only oth...
I was studying in the same school my Aunt Laura was teaching in. Aunt Laura was a voluptuous woman with curves like a Goddess and it was for this reason that she was very famous with all the boys of my school. Even I myself could not resist her charms especially when she would dress up all naughty for class. She was a strict teacher and only ever smiled whil...