I was in emotional turmoil as the last spasms of orgasm were leaving me. Jim was very matter of fact and seemingly unashamed as he stripped out of my wife's knickers, threw the three pairs on the bed and pulled his own shorts back on. I took Jill's knickers off and started to dress. "That was great." He said. "The best wanks always involve dirty knickers."...
Prologue This evening grew from a memory of hot garden sex, Tara and I shared about a year ago (see Insatiable at Work Ch. 12: Gardening)...enjoy! ***** I noticed Tara was distracted; I kissed her forehead, "What's wrong, sweetie?" She sipped her wine, "Oh...just thinking...you know how horny I get, when I got both of you here. I was thinking about that...
She looked out her window, and sighed dramatically to herself. One of the down sides to living alone, was having to take care of the outdoor maintenance yourself. Candice hated gardening with a passion. She had better things to do with her day than crawl around in the dirt, getting all manner of crap under her nails, not to mention the bugs one encounters wi...
It's Friday my husband has already left for work, the sun is shining and my heart is still racing from my adventures yesterday exposing myself to my next door neighbor. After having a shower I slipped on my sexiest bra and panties, very revealing, my husband's favorites. From my bedroom window upstairs I scanned the neighboring back yards, there were a few p...
Martin, 50, lived alone following years as a seafarer and early retirement when he received an inheritance. Not much for cooking, housekeeping or gardening he was increasingly dependant on Mrs. Clarke a widow 5 years his junior who lived nearby. She worked a varying number of hours each week according to Martin's needs. On Friday afternoons they invariably...
The following is fiction. I was 24 when Jen and Robert moved in next door. I have always been shy around women, although less so if they are with their husbands or boyfriends. I had my first gay experience at 22 and loved it and I consider myself bisexual. Jen and Robert have a pool at their house, and on occasion I could catch glimpses of them using it. I...
Bree strolled into the house. She wore knee high black boots, her long tanned thighs stretched up to her tight black mini skirt. Her smooth tanned stomach was on full show and her large firm tanned tits tried to bulge out of the top of her tight pink top. The image was completed with tumbling loose blonde locks flowing down her back and stylish sunglasses wh...
"You bury it a little over twice the size of the bulb." John watched as Julia, already kneeling, bent forward onto all fours. "For most bulbs, it's pretty easy to see which end is up." Julia pressed the bulb down into the hole she had dug and scratched at the nearby soil to cover it. John's attention was elsewhere. Julia had been John's neighbor for only...
I inhale deeply; the air is crisp and clean. A cold snowy winter playground surrounds us; moonlight shining upon the otherwise dark forest. The nearby lake is frozen, jagged boulders slicing through the ice. We walk very aware we are alone in this winter wonderland. The silence is peaceful as I sit down and listen to nature. Always one to embrace opportunity...
It was the opening day of fishing season, the first weekend of May, and my husband was up in northern Minnesota for the weekend with a friend. I am not a fisher person. I don't like handling slippery, slimy live bait or slippery, slimy fish. I don't mind eating fish, though. Jim had left at about 3 a.m., after leaving me what he called a "liquid pearl" memen...