On a hot summer's day, four similar couples - husbands in their fifties or early sixties, wives, second of the variety in every case, and about twenty years younger than the husbands, sat outside in the hot July sun. The four husbands - rich, successful - sat under a shaded canopy, playing cards around a small table. Each nursed a large ice-cold beer, peri...
She sat with her head leaning against the cold glass of the window. It was raining. Soft pellets of liquid release rolled downward, downward, and out of sight. Normally, this would be relaxing weather for her: she would put on her favorite leopard-print fuzzy slippers, cuddle underneath her favorite red flannel blanket, and stare at her favorite collection o...
There's a reason why your friends become your friends. I enjoyed meeting each of the four women in this story, but generally our meetings faded into the patchwork of unremarkable encounters that made up my early twenties. I met Jules at a work party while desperately trying to avoid using up any more of my life in contact with my job. She was doing the same...
Authors note: This is the continuing story of a Polyamorous husband and wife, very much in love with each other, rediscovering the joys of having sex with others after years of keeping to themselves. The husband is bisexual, and as such there are scenes that involve two men, so if that's not your cup of tea you should be open to having your boundaries expand...
Jules and Tyrone have their wicked way with Robert's mother and sister. Free on bail, Jules and Tyrone were out of jail after being arrested for raping the two nuns, Sisters Mary Elizabeth and Katherine. Found guilty after a speedy trial and with their sentencing date set for Monday, their last weekend as free men was nearly over. However, before being lock...
I work all over the world on a security consultancy basis. Jules works locally, and specialises in getting people into work, not employment recruitment, but more holistic and motivational, but then she's very, very different and unconventional in just about everything she does. , from her ink, to her previously strong bi-sexual relationships. Well, let's be...
Okay, here goes.... decided to do it while hubby is at work ( not as many interruptions that way ). All of our swinging ( if you want to call it that ), happened when we were living in Michigan. The town is not important, but it was close to Flint. The reason I bring that up, is that most of our swinging ended up in a city called Port Huron ( just far enoug...
She loved to see his name in her email inbox because it meant he had been thinking of her so far away. They had met online in a chat room a few months ago and had relied on emails and phone calls to get to know one another. There were obstacles to overcome; he was married and living in England and she lived in Iowa. But there was a connection there that was...
Author's note: I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smal...
This takes place a few days after the 'Party' story. * After Jules special entertainment at our last party we were discussing what other fantasies to play out, suddenly Jules said, "How about a photo shoot?" I was up for that and told her to think of some poses while I fetched the camera hoping for a few sexy shots of her naked in the bedroom. When I go...