If I wasn't capable of being angry at Jennie right then, I had no trouble being pissed off at that bastard George Atherton! A smug, smooth, self-righteous asshole. It took me just ten minutes to drive to his house. When I rang the bell his wife Angela answered. "Hi, Brad! Nice to see you—this is a surprise!" "Hi Angela. I'm sorry to bother you, but is Geor...
She flipped her wet hair to the side to dry off. Water cascaded down her body in small streams as she climbed up out of the pool, the droplets shimmering on her skin. She grabbed a towel, her chest heaving up and down in her swimsuit. She had needed a good workout. She was stressed at some of the changes happening at her job and, even though her work day w...
Dave awakens with a slight start, but his mind still feels foggy. It was still night, though the moon had moved significantly in the sky. Had it all been a dream? Had it even been real? Well the fact that his penis was still hanging out of his pants seemed to prove it had either been real or he had masturbated to his imagined sexual encounter. A sexual enc...
It was a lovely spring night, but it was a little warm inside. Jennie Finch was having a great time dancing with her boyfriend Pete. Like Jennie, Pete was an athlete, a really rugged guy. And he looked really good in the suit he was wearing. Jennie wore a long, silky, strapless green gown that showed just a little bit of her ample cleavage. She felt particu...
By this time in my life I had expected to have my own house with a mortgage and a career where I steadily advanced and much more than a few thousand in the back. My partner had made sure that none of that existed any longer. One year ago it was more than just a dream, until I got the letter from a lawyer and my partner vanished. He left with all of the com...
Jennie was not short; she was tall for a girl and thin. Her breasts were full and rounded, however, and her ass was small and tight. I always wanted to see Jennie's panties every day we were at work together. Every time she squatted down or bent over to pick up a box I tried to sneak a peak, but, so far, no such luck. It was late on Friday and we were clos...
Mike woke up feeling deliciously happy and rejuvenated. He smiled to himself thinking about the events of the previous evening and reflected that all was well with the world and the universe was unfolding just as it should. In short, he was feeling pretty pleased with himself. He checked the other side of the bed to ensure that Debbie was not there and an e...
My wife Jennie and I live a very full, sexually active life. We began swinging and played in the bdsm realm and it eventually morphed into cuckolding. Our friends and family have no idea how depraved we are. We appear to be a loving couple who are crazy for each other. This is actually true. I became a cuckold when it was obvious that Jennie wasn't quite get...
On this beautiful morning my wife and I agreed to help our divorced neighbor plant three six foot tall trees in her backyard. She had marked the spots and I had dug the holes earlier in the week, hoping that I had the holes wide enough for the root balls. The three trees had just been delivered that morning so Sally and I grabbed our wheelbarrow and some sho...
"OK, here we are." "What?" said Jennie Finch. "Where?" Her "big sister," Betsy, said, "This is where you get out. But first, you'll have to give me your clothes." "What?" said Jennie, startled. "Give you my clothes!?" "Yes, it's part of the initiation. You have to walk back to the house naked. You'll get your clothes back when you get there. We've all ha...