You know something is up, but you don't know what or why? The question you must ask yourself is do you really want to know. My wife of twenty years a mother of three grown children that were in grade ten to twelve had texted me while I was working asking a simple question. It was how soon can you come home? I responded to ask why? She came back with we need...
Astrid's note. The following placement deals with the developments of my relationship with my husband's cousin. We got quite a few requests for me to share my pet with Roberto… I suppose they saw it coming. Of course one of the reasons why my "understanding" best one had no objections to my Sapphic affair was that he assumed that sooner or later he...
The name is Monique Jeannette Henderson. A six-foot-one, heavyset, wide-hipped and big-bottomed, beautiful young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I attend the University of Massachusetts-Boston, where I major in civil engineering. This right here of my tale of getting by in the city of Boston. It’s hard out here for a sister but I’m...
I was attending a soiree with my wife, Clare (soiree: a fancy term for a late happy hour amongst the intelligentsia and I was happy because I had a very nice scotch, neat, in my hand). Anyway, I was sitting quietly in a corner watching my wife and others in the room. She was talking animatedly with her mentor and friend, Professor Randy Holcomb. Her hand mot...
+I pull into a parking space away from the door, get out and lock my Ford Fusion, and walk into Jerry's Bar. It has been a long, hot day, it was Wednesday, and I'm in the mood for a cold one, or two or three, and a sliced beef sandwich and some seasoned fries. Jerry's has the best brisket for anywhere in town serving cold beer, but not because he does his ow...
"What time do you have to be at work?" I asked Jasper, who laughed at me. "Friend, when I decided on this plan, I traded shifts with a mate on the force to get us both the hours that we needed. He wanted next Monday off, I wanted today. The brass doesn't give a toss as long as their arses are covered. So, I'm off-duty, lad." "All fucking day. Sweet. And...
Summary: Bree earns backstage tickets to a Selena Gomez concert and... Note 1: Thanks to Jedd for inspiring the story. Note 2: All characters are at least 18, yada, yada, yada. Note 3: In this story I bandy about the names of a number of real-life celebrities, and Bree gets intimate with Selena Gomez herself. In case it needs saying, this is all done fict...
Earlier submissions under The Transformation of Betty surveyed the main events of my wife's transformation into a sub slut. But there are events and scenarios that were erotic as stand alone vignettes and here are a few of them: Vignette 1, The Window: Unlike couples who limit sex to the bedroom, my wife and I relished playing in our living room. She loved...
Amber Kalirai sat in the bus shelter at the end of Coronation Street. She was wondering what was happening to her life. From a law student at university in London, to working in her dads corner shop in Wetherfield, all in a few short weeks. If only she had paid more attention to her studies and less time to partying , things could have been oh so different....
When Vera abruptly left the kitchen after her embarrassment, Natasha and Lajos were taken aback but each had different reactions. Natasha simply considered Vera's escape at face value in arriving at the obvious conclusion. Her mother, thinking Lajos did not know Russian, had uttered a saucy observation. When discovering that Lajos had understood her, it wa...