My name is Ian, I am 43 years old and I have been married to my lovely wife Andrée for 22 years now and I can honestly say I adore her as much now as when we first met. Andrée is just a year younger than me but she is still a stunning looking lady, lovely blonde hair, a slim figure and a very pretty face, coupled with a beautiful nature. I have had to put...
Lynne woke with a start from her dream and felt a blinding pain in her head as she opened her eyes. Her stomach heaved and she had to breathe slowly in and out to stop retching. She closed her eyes and waited for the nausea to subside. Memories of the night before began to slowly return, the restaurant, the drinking, the marijuana, the "incident" in the disa...
She leafed through the photo album, stopping every once in a while to look up at me, and finally she put the book down and said, "I guess you are my husband." I smiled and thought, "Yes I am Greta, much to your detriment." Greta married me the week after I graduated from college and the honeymoon wasn't even into its third day before she started fucking a...
Many thanks Jedbeaker for the editing of this story and for his suggestions. * It was a sad day, indeed, a very sad Friday for me. Within a few minutes I would see if my life had turned into a mess out of my control. The only thing to do for the time being was to wait and see if the expected crap would really happen. However, I wasn't any poor wimp who w...
You sit there bending over your work, and then you stretch, you lean back on the sofa with your arms behind your head and fluff up your hair, and I see your nipples jutting out in excitement through your bra, through your shirt, and then you say, "I must make some tea," you leave the room. I pause. Mustn't leave too soon after you, the two events aren't co...
It all started because you were bored. You know, even now, that if you'd just have been able to keep your mind from wandering, none of this would have happened. You could have carried on with your straightforward life, without the guilty little secret creeping back to haunt you in your quiet moments. And, in fact, even that wouldn't be so bad if you actually...
Editor's note: this story contains gay male content. * Living in a secure high rise tower block allows one to have certain privileges, mine during these hot summer months is to walk about naked, after all my only possible snoopers are the pigeons and gulls that roost nearby; it also makes it easier for me to masturbate or wear erotic plugs and jewellery if...
I had heard a rumor that the "massage parlors" that had recently begun to open around town were actually thinly-disguised brothels. Yet prostitution was illegal in California, and these establishments advertised themselves in newspapers, along with clearly identifying their enterprises with neon "Massage" signs. So one dreary night, after my girlfriend had...
Part 1 Like every morning for the last year I was up early running in the park a few blocks from my place. Very rare to see anyone else out and thought that when I turned the last corner and started my home stretch sprint and saw you running in front of me. I could see your long blonde ponytail bouncing with each step as the morning sun glistened off of it....
Wilda sat plain faced embarrassed and ashamed but not being able to charm her way out of this situation she sat still head down eyes closed and mouth shout. The police officer looked at the young man in the driver's seat. He was barely of age to drive. Fuzzy faced no enough facial hair to shave yet. He was a big boy though the officer had to give that to th...