The one thing about dating younger women, it opens the world to more women. They all have friends and work colleagues and family members they want you to meet. The women I see are in their 30s and 40s and, to be quite honest, are desperate to get married (sometimes second or third time around) or at least to have the security of a well-off, decently in shape...
I'm sitting in a bar, with a bunch of friends. They were all jabbering on about their jobs, their families, their lives, and I was just watching the game on the television in the corner. I could hear a couple of girls in the booth behind us, bickering at each other, so I started to listen in. "You could have just taken them off," one said. "Then I'd have...
So yes, I cheated on my husband last weekend. I don't know why I did it. Sure, I was pissed off at him. But I'm always pissed off at him about something. I suspect he's cheated on me before. My best friend saw him and his ex at a restaurant in another town once. I never told him I knew. So maybe this was revenge. I do not know , and quite frankly I don't...
This is a follow up to "CFNM what's that?" It describes the events that followed from there. Obviously it will end up with the husband of Alisha being used but not by her. ====================== At the end of the evening Alisha asked Jean "Can you come home with us? I'd like you to meet my hubby, Estefan, and he can chat with you about what happened, how...
I think it was when time slowed to a crawl as I flew over that damn cow that I realized my life was going to change. Don't get me wrong, I love change. Maybe it's the ADHD, but life can't change fast enough for me most of the time. Speed is my life. I was born with legs that could almost outrun God's fastest crotch rocket, which is actually relevant to this...
Twenty years ago, my ex- Shelley and her friend Nancy spent the weekend together. We saw her once afterward, at her wedding, when her husband passed out and she invited us up to the wedding suite. Shelly was game, but I declined. I felt guilty that we'd somehow jinx their marriage, and then our paths diverged, and we all never saw each other again. Shelley...
Sarah, my wife, emerged from the living room as she heard me coming in from work. Giving me a cheery 'Hi' she turned into the kitchen and began to prepare the evening meal. It was seven o'clock, another late one at the office. I wished I could work from home every day, at least there was no morning and evening commute then. As I removed my shoes and hung my...
It was a lazy Sunday. I was in a bad marriage. He was nine years older than me and was cheating. I started fighting fire with fire too! I couldn't for the life of me comprehend what I was doing wrong. I would have done ANYTHING for this man. All he had to do was ask. And I mean anything! He wanted Anal. Never done it but I allowed him and he popped my Anal c...
It was supposed to be the wedding of the decade, and from my point of view, it certainly was. For the groom? Well, let's start from the beginning. Shelly and I dated for five years, starting in high school and all through college. We were really close, and most of our friends assumed we would end up getting married and live happily ever after. And that wa...
***This is my first attempt at writing a story and sharing it with anyone since I was twelve years old. This is shorter than I intend future chapters to be but why invest so much time when folks may not like what I put out there. I hope this is well received. I look forward to your comments and feedback. Always, Ms. Angel Sand All content contained herein...