Notes: 1. This is a cheating wife story. I'd like your comments, but you don't need to point out to me it's a cheating wife story. I do realize this. 2. Let's not think it's anything more than a story, okay? I'm not particularly interested in your moral pronouncements of the characters within. 3. Let's not get carried away into assuming the story reflects...
This story has a long build up. If you want to jump to the hot sexy part, you can skip down to the second ***** The sexy stuff comes pretty quickly after that. * This all happened long ago, in 1991, the summer after my senior year in high school. Visual art has always been my passion, so when my parents insisted I do something productive with my time, I en...
A few weeks after the get-together with Margaret and Tommy, Scott called and asked Margaret if she wanted a sling. He explained further that it was a brand new one that a friend of his bought and couldn't install. Scott thought that the archway separating the bedroom from the closet/dressing area would be perfect for it. He offered to do the installation,...
(This might not make a whole lot of sense if you haven't read the first two chapters. You could go look them up, or you could just read Chapters four and six.) A Random Encounter Chapter Three "Camera Four, hold on him until he hits the rope line. Camera Seven, get ready to pick him up. You're a go Camera Seven! Camera Four, park the cab and wrap, can'...
Mason pulled an antique silver box out from under his chair and, opening the rickety clasp pulled from it some swabs and antiseptic fluid. "Kneel in front of me, hands in your lap, back to my face." As Ginny turned around she caught glimpses of her back, reflections upon reflections in the mirrored room and felt something different from what she expected th...
My name is Diana and I'm a 23-year-old white woman now married to a famous black semi-pro golfer. His friends call him Lucky and he is. The first time I met him was a club, a country club who had a large number of pro golfers and hosts one of the best tournaments in the world annually. I was standing there drinking a glass of wine when the owner of the club...
"See Matt? The club is hot, isn't it?" Jim was almost yelling to be heard over the pounding base of the calypso music in the club. "I guess so." Matt was standing with his back to the bar, left elbow propped on the counter top, Banks beer in his other hand as he examined his atmosphere. He was in Barbados, a small island in the Caribbean on a family holiday...
I scanned the room for my wife and found her sitting at the bar sitting beside a large well dressed black gentleman. He appeared to be about 50 and looked to be my height or better but he was significantly heavier than me with a thick neck, broad shoulders, wide hips and a bit of a belly. My 31 year old wife had always had a thing for muscular older men and...
Takes a bit to get to the sex; I was trying to write a 'slow burn' sort of story. "After you." "No, please." That was our introduction; a couple of conservatively dressed young middle managers trying not to beat each other out for the mediocre Marriott lobby coffee. It was day two of the national conference, but I hadn't seen her before. And I would hav...
Chapter 2 – Testing the waters For the next few months Marin and I had a very, very satisfying sex life. I found that we were fucking every chance we got and every place we could. She seemed insatiable and I loved it. She also began to open up to me more than ever before. I mean, sure I'd asked about ex-boyfriends and sexual escapades from her past but she...