Living on the edge has never been my philosophy. If anything, I am a rule follower. Oh, I might stretch some rules a bit, but like a stretched rubber band I snap back to a personal reality in due course. A while back on these pages I confessed to having cheated on my loving, adorable, little miss perfect wife. The seven-year itch hit, my then secretary lure...
Amber Sullivan sat at the kitchen table, sipped tea, and thought about her husband and her marriage. The day before had been her third wedding anniversary, but her husband had not mentioned it, had not acknowledged it. Amber sighed and a frown crossed her face. It's not as if he forgot it, she thought; it's as if he ignored it, as if it didn't mean anything...
Patricia's pulse quickened as she walked into the crowded nightclub. She rounded the corner leading away from the front door and the loud thumping bass assaulted her ears. She'd never been much of a dancer and hip hop was not her type of music but Tony had chosen where to meet. Her pretty dark eyes scanned the crowded dance floor and she breathed a deep si...
I was laying down on our couch, my laptop resting on my lap my bare feet hanging just off the edge of the couch. I was playing an online sex game with my Mistress when I heard my husband rummaging around in the kitchen for something, having just come down from putting our twins to bed. I had just finished feeding a little bit ago and still I could feel my ni...
What a gorgeous day! Indian Summer was at its peak. Most of the cottagers had gone back to work, our kids were in school and we were having a grand time paddling through the lakes not far from home. We had set out around nine that late-September morning. I was in the front of the rented canoe, my husband Brian commanding ship from the stern. Our good friends...
For the past six months, Sandra French had been carrying on a secret affair. She adored her husband and felt tremendous pangs of guilt every time she was in the arms of her lover, but the sex was simply too good for her to end the relationship. When her husband went out to his twice-weekly poker games, Sandra would call her lover and wait with an impatience...
My wife and I was invited to a small dinner party by her boss and his wife. I guess that I should mention that he (her boss) and my sexy wife Lynn, have been having a torrid love affair for the past eight months. My wife told me that during her interview with his company, she knew that they would soon be sleeping together. Her lovers name is Ron, he's 40'ish...
"Wait," Race told the cab driver as he opened the cab door. The Vinchelle residence was a two-story Georgian colonial, with a straight flagstone walkway leading to the door. Race walked it like a last mile. He pressed the doorbell with trepidation. He was somewhat relieved when the door opened, and a bearded white man, maybe an inch or two taller than him, a...
As the next few weeks went by, Traci and I enjoyed our Tuesdays. Each one seemed to open new doors in our individual sexualities. I studied her body, learning her erogenous zones, and how they shifted with her mood. She got progressively bolder with me, but at a much slower pace. I loved it when she would caress me and suck my nipples, and I yearned for the...
[Feedback and constructive criticism would be appreciated.] ************************************************ I'm what you'd call a traditional housewife. I cook and clean for my husband and kids and make sure everything is neat and clean when he comes home from work. This wasn't my first marriage. I had a marriage before that lasted for a short while, but...