This story involves a wife's infidelity. Without any repercussions. If you do not like these types of stories... please move on to something you do like. However if such stories are something you appreciate -- realizing they are mere fiction and fantasy -- please enjoy. This story is dedicated to Vanessa, a reader who reached out to me years ago and asked t...
"Goodbye, Crystal. See you tomorrow." Crystal waved to her boss as she let the front door of the bank swing shut behind her. She was glad that Monday was over, and the warm heat from the sun felt good on her face as she walked to her car. She quickly crossed the parking lot to her Honda, opened the door, and buckled herself in to the smoldering car. As she...
First chapter concerning Jean, happily married in her late 30's who is an exhibitionist and a bit of a slut, especially for old men. Her husband Andy is fully aware of her activities... I was quite pleased with myself, both my sons had gone to University and I had just landed a job as a PA to an old guy who ran a successful business in town, as Andy my hus...
I'm not sure what section to put this in, I think there should be one for cuckolds. It wasn't until after I was married I found out my husband was in to cuckolding. It was something which I found a little difficult cope with at first, but gradually it became a big part of our lives. We are divorced now, and for those of you who think cuckolding was to blam...
Kaitlyn was always independent and confident. A hard worker from the time she left high school, she excelled in the corporate world. She found success a young executive administrator for a very large construction company. With her charm, wit, and stunning looks, Kate was also very sought after socially. Popular and with many close friends, the party would al...
Just before the doors closed I caught the reflection in polished door frame and hit the button to stop the doors. "Thanks very much," she smiles with gratitude as she steps into the elevator and pushes the button. I return a bright smile as the doors close. Actually, it was pure selfishness that motivated me in this case – a woman who can run in heels is a...
(Thanks for the feedback from "Needing Natalie." Please check out my notes. LOL to all.) There may only be one thing worse than the traffic in L.A. – my reaction to it. I absolutely hate it! For five days each week, like so many other “worker bees,” I slog through it twice, to and from my job, at a pace slower than that of drying paint. It is an inevitabili...
Sam shuffled the crumbed paper in his hands for the hundredth time as he waited at the corner of the boarded up bookmakers across the badly lit street from the Sports bar. The printout didn't tell him anything he didn't already know, he'd read it so often that he could remember it all. But he had a habit of re-reading things to see if he could get any more i...
I love my wife. She is by far out of my league. We have sex. Although not nearly as often as I really want or need. But I live life fairly satisfied, because she unknowingly fulfills my deepest fetishes, which are exceptionally strong... maybe stronger than my need to have actual sex with her. So it works! My fetishes are secrets that no one really knows ab...
Ah, another glorious morning! Awakened by a magnificently naked and beautiful blonde gently washing your privates with a warm cloth; a guy could get used to this. Britt smiled at me as I stretched and yawned. "Good morning lover," she said, holding my cock as she ran the warm washcloth over my balls. "We fell asleep this morning and I woke up and we were gl...