Rachel called. "Are you expecting a delivery driver today?" "I am, in about an hour," I said. "Can I come over?" "Sure." She showed up about ten minutes later. She wearing really tight yoga shorts, sneakers and a T-shirt, and was carrying a backpack. "Hello stranger," she said, giving me a big kiss as she backed me in to the hallway. I let the door clo...
I blow out a huge exhausted breath as I pull my car into my driveway, glad to finally be done with my shopping. "Ahhh," I sigh, back to the welcoming security of my home. I hit the button opening the garage door while fumbling to get hold of my bags and purse. Exiting my car I walk through the garage toward the inside door of my house. I quickly push the b...
My wife and I once visited a porno theatre on a lark, but the movie was so lame we actually ended up watching other patrons masturbate, which turned out to be more interesting than watching the movie itself. I was both surprised and delighted, and more than a little curious, about the wife's obvious preoccupation with watching guys jack off. It seemed that s...
There is a porno theater in Baltimore where more than just movies are shown. I know from experience that much more goes on inside than just the repetitious running of fuck movies. It was only a few days ago, feeling sick to my stomach with nerves and not sure I wanted to go through with this little adventure, that I was escorted there by Master. For him, I...
The crowds around the old Victorian theatre in Soho are a real mixture. Most of the people there at night are just passing by or curious but there are also those looking for illicit sex. The area has been cleaned up to a certain extent but a core of the seedy sex industry remains to tempt and satisfy the post work businessmen, the bored and the usual tourist...
Warning: This story contains elements of non-consent and BDSM, in addition to the adultery. If reading about these subjects bothers you, then choose another story. Thank you. I've been married to Susan for just over twenty years. We have an eleven-year-old son, Mark. I admit, I haven't been completely faithful to her. Once, almost five years ago, I was on...
Chapter 4: Theatre Eric watched Sandra accompany their two old greeters into the massive house and then turned and looked up into a cloudless blue sky. He stretched his arms out and strolled a distance back and forth in front of the mansion's façade, trying to use movement and the heat of the sun to revive the energy that the drive had drained from him. Aft...
As usual, don't read a Troubador story if you are looking for sex. This is different from my usual story, but I think you'll know the people I'm writing about, like some of them and dislike others. _ _ _ _ _ _ "Dammit! Another big week planned with Susan, another 'emergency' call from the boss!" thought Darwin as he hefted his big portmanteau in one hand,...
copyright 2015 "It's time for my next adventure. I feel like a trip to the movies." Veronica Hart stood in her boudoir - looking at her reflection in her mirror. It winked at her - wearing nothing at all but a wicked smile, garter belt, and red lace stockings. She gently squeezed her full breasts together and watched them jiggle as she thought about her "B...
My name is David Shaw. I live in a small, rural town; the kind that gets up with the sun and revolves around planting and harvest. Farm equipment generally clogs the roadways during the summer and snowdrifts clog roadways during the winter. The majority of residents in my town have long histories of ancestors settling and working the land. The newer resident...