I have to say that I had a hard time sleeping that night. I kept visualizing my hot wife being taken by a younger man in our bed over and over again. I was so excited when I woke up the next morning as I waited for my wife's phone call to describe how her night went. I had meetings to attend that day so I was hoping she would call me early enough that I wou...
After our escape from the bar, we paused for a while to catch our breath. Then, we walked on the streets looking at the windows on the little shops. I loved to watch my reflection. Except for my lipstick, most of my makeup was still on, even after sucking Roberto's monster cock. I put on more lipstick,... and there,... perfect! I looked fucking hot! My sh...
It was late and I was tired. I had spent the night in watching movies and doing little else. I had the night off from my job as a waiter and my girlfriend was having a girls' night with her friends. I took the opportunity to relax and enjoy the peace and quiet. It was about 9:30 or so when my phone rang. It was Rae. I hadn't heard from her since the aftern...
"Did you see the bubble butt on that woman," my friend said. "Oh yeah! She could use it as a shelf," I replied. The woman in question was very reminiscent of John Dillinger's Lady in Red I was to find out. It wasn't her looks that were similar but rather her attitude. She was as sexually deviant and aggressive as could be. As far as her looks went she wa...
I understood why my wife left me. Once we retired in our late fifties, we realized that we shared no interests and no longer enjoyed being together. Raising kids and working let you ignore drifting apart, but being together each day in retirement exposes the problem. She liked shopping, TV and exercising. Me, I liked playing golf. She is still a beautiful w...
He was in complete control and I would be forced to do what ever I was told as I didn't want anyone let alone Donna to find out my dark secret. As I moved closer his hand reached out and he pulled me to him. He pressed himself against me and I could feel the bulge in his trouser pressing hard against my thigh. His arms were around me as he pressed his lips r...
As the plane touched down at Gatwick, I felt relief flooding through my body. Petrified of flying since an incident on a British Airways flight from New York (a disturbed passenger, airline staff assaulted, a hushed, frantic though thankfully fruitless search for an on-board explosive) two years ago, I subjected myself to hours of silent, personal angst by t...
Jack and I have worked together for eight years, technically I'm his boss but as he's my best friend and closer to me than any man in my life it's hard to think of him as my employee. For the last year or so we have been working together in a new store in a small, seaside town, just the two of us. At first we were friends and co-workers, but over a few mon...
Dear Diary, Today was the monthly get-together at Patty and Kyle Morgan's house. God—what a house it is, too. Six bedrooms, a cabana, den, giant pool—well, I've gone on about that place before, so no point writing about it now. But I will write about Patty. She was incredibly gorgeous today. She wore the tiniest red thong bikini—I mean tiny! It picked up h...
Chapter One: Surprise Package You walk into the bedroom. The image you see surprises you. There, in the middle of the bed, is a woman. Save for a few leather articles, she is nude. She is blindfolded and wearing a collar around her neck. On her wrists and ankles are leather cuffs with buckles. Ropes are tied to the headboard. Her arms are stretched out, wri...