This story is a continuation of the "The Girl Across the Street" story. I urge you to read the initial chapter before reading this. This chapter will make more sense if you do. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those instit...
My wife has always been a big flirt. She thrives on male attention and loves to make me jealous. When we were first married, we enjoyed all types of sexual experimentation. I have always loved photography and decided that it would be very sensual to take nude photographs of my new bride. Being a big flirt, she loved being the center of attention and posing...
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...
I would stand in front of the class, take off all of my clothes, and tell the other girls to do the same. At first they'd giggle nervously but eventually they'd throw off their clothes and join me. We would all stand there for a few minutes admiring our sexy bodies before starting our yoga routine. At least that's how imagined it would happen; but that's not...
I watched her carefully as she struggled to make up her mind to strip naked. The camera had a direct, full-body shot of her as she stood next to the lounger. She was a quiet one the kind they say you need to watch out for and I believed it. Over the past two years, I had watched this woman lose about 20 pounds of fat while packing on an amazing 10 pounds of...
This is a story of infidelity involving an adventurous wife discovering herself. If cheating wives/girlfriends is not your thing then you will not enjoy this story. This is my first time writing a story like this so please comment with your criticisms. Your input helps me grow as a new writer. ***** "God this traffic is brutal," I thought to myself as I sa...
I sat in my car, in normal annoying traffic. I had a stressful day and the stationary cars in front of me didn't make the day any better. My wife was going to be out of town for a few days for work, so I worked a little longer than normal. Once I left and made it to a main road I realized why I had subconsciously not left work after 4 PM. I contemplated just...
The numbness starts in my toes and creeps up the length of my foot. Somewhere in my upper thigh or lower buttock, the weight of my body is pressing on and constricting the major veins and arteries carrying blood to and from my foot. But I don't move my leg or any other body part. My job is to stay still. I glance up from the base of the easel that I have bee...
Brian recently turned 20. Although he had his own room, and came and went as he pleased, he needed a place of his own. He was more than ready to move out of his mother's house (she strongly disagreed). Lydia made an offer that he move in with her. He considered it, but declined - she understood; Brian grew up in a household with two A-Type personalities (h...
First let me brief you about my family background & upbringing, I was born & brought up in Mumbai. I was an average looking guy with very sound financial background. I was found of luxurious life style since my childhood, I have joined leading pharmaceutical company immediately after my gradation. Due to my hard work & pragmatic approach I reach level of Zon...