We both left when the party was dwindling, having enjoyed our hosts' hospitality in full measure, my wife thoroughly drunk, I less so. Our neighbor has a talent for keeping a wine glass full, but it was one I had grown used to - and one my wife takes full advantage of, though she more than occasionally pays for it afterwards - not with regret, exactly, but a...
My wife Julie and I have been married for ten wonderful years. While our sex life has not be worthy of any great story, it has been filled with love and passion. We have both shared our fantasies of different partners but have kept the relationship monogamous. My favorite fantasies have always been focused on our neighbor Ellen, who is stunningly seductive w...
This is part six of our story, and it contains no sex! (Don't worry, more is coming) While it can be read individually, reading previous chapters may help you to get to know Christine and Peter better. We join our story in progress, after Peter has been gunned down in front of his wife by Madeline, a former lover... ***** When Peter set foot in the hotel l...
Note: the author expresses his gratitude to Literotica members webothliketoshow, aegis9591 and MrsAegis for their assistance with the illustrations used in this story. * The meeting, when it finally came, was just as sweet as we had thought it would be. The Bountifuls were real people and our personalities seemed to mesh right off. After the initial introd...
"Look you've got me all wrong, officer. He stole my wife. I'm just wanting to get her back." "It's not really kidnapping, if she's free to go at any time," the policeman sighed as he shut his notebook. Ron Franklin shook his head as he took one last pleading look at the overworked civil servant and left. He'd been trying for months to get his wife, Ellen,...
Many thanks to chilleywilley for his kind comments and for the editing of this story. * These events happened when I had been living together for three years with a very handsome 28 years old nurse. I'm a 31 years old guy by name Leif Eriksson, same name as the Viking who said to be in America (Vinland) 500 years before Columbus. My pretty girlfriend's na...
The sun warmed August. He welcomed the change after the days of dark clouds and frigid temperatures. He could see the change was welcome for Giselle, too. They both enjoyed exploring through walks and drives; the winter pall had helped short-circuit their outings. While August and Giselle were known to venture to the shore to watch storm surges, they preferr...
Brian Allen sat in the restaurant trying to keep his mind on business. He knew the two investors were excellent prospects since he had checked out their portfolio thoroughly before agreeing to the meeting. He also knew they were two single women in their mid-twenties with graduate degrees, substantial bank accounts and nothing but wide open futures ahead of...
She told me her name was Kortney. She was a friend of Ron's wife, and maybe that should have been a warning sign—-a bright red flag to keep my distance. I met her that first time at Ron's house. There was a knock on the door, and then a face in the doorway. "Hello," she called. "Anybody home?" Ron and I had been playing Halo in his front room when she...
Being your own boss is great, no-one tells you what to do, everyone is deferential towards you and you basically get whatever you want, even to the point of hiring and firing people. On this occasion as I looked across the room at the beautiful, well stacked body of Georgina, I was remembering with particular pleasure the day I had decided to hire her as a s...