Again I'd like to thank my editor, dianaprince_73 for the proofing and correcting of this story. Without her help and knowledge I know the story wouldn't be as good. Please read Chapter 1 to fully understand where this chapter starts. * The phone rang at 8:00 AM. Bob rolled over and answered it. Jan Johnson, Bonnie's boss, was on the phone. He told her Bo...
Wake up. Eat breakfast. Work. Lunch. Work. Come home. Play video games all evening. Sleep. A pretty average day for a gamer like yourself but it took a grueling duration of waiting in order to finally reach the evening! Now that you're home after a long day of work, you can't help but plop down onto your couch with a relaxed sigh. The multiple gaming systems...
I found my new teaching job challenging and pleasing. As a fine arts instructor in a regional arts high school I was happy to be where I was at 35 years old. I was single and unattached at the time and art teaching jobs were hard to find. There were two other art teachers in the department. Steve, a graphic arts specialist, was a little older than I and Lucy...
I step out of the bath first, drying myself, looking down at Philip, at his rippling eddying body, wrapping the towel around myself, pulling it under my arms, over my legs, between them, rubbing my pubic hair, patting the tender damp skin of my sex, staring down, looking, at his firm hairy body, his soft swirling penis. Then standing back, dry, taking the to...
A few months after the modeling adventure and the trip to Ted's place, Clarissa and I were relaxing and watching TV. There was a knock at the door and it was our neighbor Charlie. He was an art instructor, nearing retirement, and dropped by occasionally and we talked about a lot of things. He had seen the nudes of Clarissa I had taken in past years and I thi...
************************ This is a continuation of a story about a wife's evolution into infidelity with other men. It contains my usual themes of wife infidelity, cuckolding, and voyeurism. I appreciate the feedback I have received and some of the correspondence. I have taken some of your suggestions and interwoven them into my stories. I look forward to y...
Nineteen year old Lilianne was an aspiring young artist. Always a studious bookworm, Lilly, as her friends called her, never had much time for boys. She had never dated a man, let alone been intimate with one. Her only exposure to nude men had been in online porn, and sex ed videos. Throughout her school years Lilly had fantisized about attractive young men...
First, I would like to say, as a reader I always find it interesting how contributors come up with their stories -- Then I wrote my first story and as I started writing it, I already had my next story in the works, the one you are now reading, in mind plus others that could be spun off, plus again, as I started to complete this story, my next story is alread...
The following morning I woke up to find that John was not in bed. I went down stairs wearing my new black fishnet night gown without a robe on looking for John. I found him sitting at his computer downloading the photos from yesterdays photo shoot. As watched over his shoulder John worked with the naked images of me on his computer screen. When he reached...
Many years ago my mother-in-law commissioned an artist to do a painting of my wife (her daughter) and our children. My wife, thirty-one years old at the time, went to his studio with the kids and the painter told he wanted to sketch the boys before they got bored and the wife in a second time. In two sessions the kids were done so the wife begun to pose goin...