Steve Murphy cursed his luck as he knew his wife would be pissed that he missed most of her corporate softball game. He got busy doing various chores around the house when an hour after the game started he remembered that she had a game today. He got into his truck and sped off for the local softball field in hopes to catch the last inning or two. When he g...
Story 1: Sensual Hands The man entered the room wearing only a robe. The light curtains on the window were being blown apart by the wind so that if someone was to look from next door then they could see him and his wife here. The man smiled at the thought of Gwen next door watching them. After all she was a prim and proper white-haired ex-school-teacher tho...
The couples began arriving at my house just shy of a half an hour late, despite the fact that I had asked for them to get over to the house this evening by seven. I guess each couple had been trying to jockey its arrival time so that they would not be the first to arrive. As a result, the cars for two of the couples arrived at the top of my driveway at about...
Hell of a place to have a flat tire, and only a donut spare to boot. Middle of nowhere 200 miles from our destination and 300 miles from home. The puny little spare would take my wife Janey and I maybe 50 miles at 50 mph. We pulled over in the next small town. It was about a mile off of the main highway. A sign said that they had a service station. Even if...
By now I should have known better, slipping home early to surprise my wife usually turned out badly. Over the years there have been so many strange vehicles parked in my driveway that I should have kept a valet on staff. Of course if only parking were the issue things might have been fine, but as it turned out I would have needed another valet for all the me...
When we went to the bar that night, my wife was dressed to kill. She was in a tight, thin low-cut top, with a thin bra underneath. Her pierced nipples were clearly visible through the materials, and plenty of cleavage was on display. Her skirt barely covered her ass, which meant that any time she bent over, her smooth, bare cunt was plainly visible under cro...
The sights that greeted the four of us as we entered the doorway of Sea Mountain shortly after noon that early September Saturday were libidinous, lascivious, and more than a little disconcerting. Ted and I had been trying to get our wives to try swinging for over four years, but we had always met with well-orchestrated rejection. Neither Sandy nor my wife E...
My wife has a scar under her chin. It has been there since childhood, and is not the result of a single incident, but rather of multiple encounters with the driveway, the tree limb, the hockey stick, and any other hard object in the vicinity. When she has had quite enough guff, thank you very much, she leads with that chin, and the scar becomes visible. I be...
The prison bars that separated Jeff from the outside world were very real, even as surreal as the situation commanded itself to be. Jeff's eyes started to tear. ---- But let's back this story up. They say that prisoners are the product of their environment, as was Jeff. He had never suffered any consequences for his actions. He never had to work a day of hi...
Mark was down in the dumps. Sitting at the bar he was moaning to Stan about his boring marriage. “I sit on my own in my den whilst my wife sits upstairs watching cable.” “I don’t know what’s gone wrong. Tammy’s beautiful, but there’s no spark, she spends more time looking at herself in the mirror than she does speaking to me.” “We’ve been married twenty y...