The following story is true down to the last detail. Names have been changed to avoid legal complications. * February in the Midwest can be crazy cold. I looked out my office window at the gathering gloom of the late afternoon as light snow swirled in the wind. For some reason, I hadn't been able to concentrate most of the day. As I stared out the window,...
The redheaded petite girl sat on the in her seat on the airplane, having just returned from a week with her black lover and couldn't wait to see her husband, Roger. She had been married 11 years, had a trim body, small breasts and until recently, had never known another male. A month ago, her husband had encouraged Daniel, a business associate that he knew f...
This was the second email that I received from Scarlett and it brought me up to date on her latest adventure. From: Scarlett To: Just Plain Bob Sent: Sunday, September 10, 2006 1:04 PM Subject: Last night Dear JPB - I was sitting at the kitchen table sipping a glass of red wine and trying to figure out what I wanted to fix for dinner when Mike called m...
She stood in the bathroom, looking into the mirror as tears and cold water dripped down her face. Scooping up some more icy wetness into her hands, she splashed her face again but the burning of her tears and humiliation was not relieved. Down the hall, she heard the sounds of her husband’s regular breathing as he slept on, unconcerned, unaware. ‘How could...
The people in this story all came out of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and was not the intent of the author. All the characters in this story are at least 18 years of age. There are no minors involved in acts of a sexual nature in my story. It is fiction, people. I'm writing it for my ow...
I wake up in the dark. I feel warm, safe, and a little sore. Memory filters in as I lay there in warmth, and my cheek is pressed against a warm thigh, and I smile and turn my face slightly to kiss the skin, with its dark hairs. I got married yesterday. I will share my life now with this man who found me, who understands me, who loves me. He smells of sweat...
Chapter 2: Sperm 101 Joanna went to work on me one cold winter night back many years ago, after a party. We’d left in separate cars but met up at one of our favorite parking spots. We both had significant others at that time and had to meet discreetly. Well in fact, she has always had several boyfriends at any one time, and I knew that and accepted it. We...
The crunch of dirt underfoot doesn't hide the louder sound of your heels on the floor. The room is empty, it echoes as you walk. It is dark. You can only just see. You are alone. Probably. Being here was your idea; your fantasy. Making it a reality is at the same time the most exciting and most terrifying feeling. Walking here, dressed as he demanded the...
Ever since I was a little boy I've always loved wearing girl's clothes. I remember going through my mother's lingerie drawer and trying on her panties and bras. I loved the way the silky sheer material felt against my body. As I got older I had less opportunities to indulge in my fetish until I got married. When my wife was away or at work I would wear her p...
When Sara suggested that Mike join Janet in the shower, he wasted no time doing just that. Steam from the shower filled the private bath. He could just make out his wife’s silhouette through the frosted glass of the oversized shower stall. Her white garter and stockings lay discarded on the tile floor. He hung his robe on a hook on the back of the door and o...