My name is Janet Moore and my husband of five years is Dick. I know, "Moore Dick". He hears it all the time. Truth is, he's not so much Moore and Lester. Think about it. Anyway, Dick hasn't always been the perfect husband; he works late way too much and he often seems distracted, but I've known women with far worse husbands. In fact, I have several friends w...
Although this story is not a continuation of any other story it logically follows my previous two stories. The first story describes how with minimal persuasion my wife agreed to show her pussy to my best friend. The second story talks about how my wife first teased and the fucked my best friend Adam and got my permission to fuck just about anybody she wants...
The following is another story in the series about the wife Kim. You don't necessarily need to read all or any of the previous stories in the series, but this story follows "Kim Frolics at the Pool Party". As always, feedback is welcome. ***** My wife Kim is an exhibitionist. She has never come out and admitted as such, but you only need to look at her fac...
Warning: The following is a sexually explicit story intended for mature audiences. If you are offended by stories of such nature, do not read it. All characters are fictional and not intended to resemble any real people. Comments welcomed. Chapter 1: The Picnic I don't care much for my boss, but then I guess most people don't. I always figured there must b...
"Don't be silly, my dear," my wife Shrutika said to me as she pulled up her full-fashioned black stockings and attached them to her garter belt. "It's just a simple work dinner. I.. just want to look good is all." I gaped at her openly. "But honey," I said, "You haven't worn stockings in over a year! Not since Valentine's Day last year." Shrutika seemed di...
"Good morning Nicholas Meyers, this is your station administrator, Rutherford Dietrich, with your wake-up call." Nick squinted through drowsy eyes at the source of his interrupted sleep on the nearby nightstand. His silver alarm clock displayed "7:00 am" in blue digital numbering. Above it, a hologram displayed the image of a man with a black mustache givin...
Katie Merchant needed some holiday cheer. She could tell, because no one was supposed to be this grumpy on Christmas Eve. She'd snapped at a perfectly innocent question Susie had asked her after she picked the kids up from the babysitter, and had to apologize for being such a big meanie. It had to do with having to work on the 24th of December, when darn ne...
Holiday times are good for bar staff. People gathering together, enjoying folks they haven't seen in a while, making new acquaintances, just generally being friendly, and tipping as they go. My years as a bartender taught me that from Thanksgiving to New Years was my best chance for big cups. And I tried to cover every shift available. So it was in mid-Dec...
One evening my wife, Lily, and I went to a party at one of her coworkers' house. I didn't really know anyone, since this wasn't the usual crowd of coworkers that we partied or hung out with. Due to The nature of my job, I was called away shortly after we arrived, but planned on returning later when I was done. I told Lily to have fun and I would be back as s...
The organization's fundraising dinner/dance was tonight. I had been looking forward to getting all dressed up, for it wasn't something that I had the opportunity to do often. This year it would be different. I had been working out throughout the year toning up my body and I found a gown to accentuate my curves. I was normally a very conservative dresser, nev...