It was another bright Sunday morning, two days after Alice and I had seen Carmen and Steve going into the cinema with their new potential conquests, Julie and Gary. The kids were at their usual soccer practice so we had taken the opportunity to go to the gym together. Alice had booked her favourite spinning class while I had intended to spend an hour working...
I tried to spend my day like it was any other. I did the yard work I had planned on. I tidied up my workshop and cooled off in the pool for a while. I took my shower and cleaned up, just as if expecting Heather home at any time. But this wasn't like any other day. Heather wouldn't be home tonight. That thought was even more evident as I got dressed. I wore u...
Authors note: For any readers who are familiar with the site I am writing about, you'll notice that I have taken the liberty of making the chat session easier. I removed the annoying delay in the reply. As in real life, that peculiarity of the chat session hinders the flow of the chat. In this story, it makes it more difficult to write and certainly disrupts...
THIS STORY IS A CONTINUATION OF "SECOND FRIDAY" -- AS SUCH IT CONTAINS HOTWIFE/CUCKOLD THEMES. IF YOU DISLIKE THESE, PLEASE FEEL UNDER NO OBLIGATION TO READ FURTHER.... By the time she drew into the car park, she was finally aware of just how difficult it was going to be to extricate herself from the low seat and retain a shred of dignity, if there happened...
I'm Pete Culler. Age 38. 6', 6" tall. Married to Abbi Culler (who was originally Torsdottir), age 35, for the last 7 years. Abbi was, at least to my eyes, a 'looker' with brunette hair and a nice figure, but not a 'trophy wife,' though. I never knew much about her early history or family, as she came here from the Mid-West and I thought it not important. Up...
Dear Readers, I want to share how I, an innocent, naive, Christian, loyal Sunday School teacher, mom and housewife became addicted to sex with other men. Not just any man, but strangers. Men who only an hour before didn't even know my name or what I looked like except from a picture. Men who only an hour later would have me undressed, kneeling before them...
Chapter 2: Quiet Corner The Peppercorn is a popular restaurant with a big bar and an extensive happy hour that draws a big crowd. I arrived early so I was lucky to find a parking spot just opposite the front door where I could wait for Tonya to arrive. After almost ten minutes, I was thinking that perhaps I should go inside, but then I saw Tonya drive past...
Scott and I are timeshare owners and decided to take time off during the Easter week break to spend a week at the Orange Tree Resort, play golf, party at night and keep me well fucked and full of cum. After checking into the resort and getting unpacked, we changed clothes and went to dinner at Café Monarch in Scottsdale. We went to a quiet restaurant and req...
Long, cold winters are something my wife Ann and I have grown accustomed to where we live. I don't really mind the cold, but come March, I'm ready for spring. Ann is not as patient as I am. By New Year's, she is longing for summer. Before February is out, my wife is begging me for a vacation, a break from work and the stress of maintaining a home. I can't sa...
Julie Murphy had been on a sexual high all week. She had told Calvin the previous week that she wanted to attend the special Club Night event at the restaurant they'd been to, which was scheduled for this coming Friday. Since then, she had stayed so aroused she could hardly sit still. Calvin had told her that things got wild on these nights, with open fuckin...