She shivered when he walked past her that morning. She could not help it. The smell of his cologne was driving her mad with lust. It was spicy. Like him. The hint of Latin blood in him made him all the sexier. "Morning, Ann. Nice weekend?" She smiled at him, her boss, and replied in the same tone she always did. "The usual. Coffee?" "You know it." He w...
This is what its come to. Goddamned marriage-counsellor. Katie-Anne does look good though. Real Good. Her breasts are delicious. When we see her normally she's wearing her baggy down time clothes, not trying to look sexy, but underneath she's got a hot little figure. Those nipples are just peachy. She's smiling, embarrassed but not enough to back out on the...
It was a rare, midweek, appearance for Jesse and I at Kelly's, our favorite watering hole, near our home. Jesse was taking on challengers on the pool table, winning, as usual. I sat in our booth watching and sipping my drink, enjoying the stress-release that it provided. I was soon joined by Rob, our 'special' friend from Kelly's who joined us, on occasion,...
The novelty of traveling had worn off quickly and over time he had resigned himself to nights alone in hotels, eating takeout food. He spent three weeks out of four on the road, and that aspect of his life had become quite tedious. The local nightlife here in suburban New Jersey was usually nothing to write home about either. At the end of that particular w...
I made some weak statement about changing my clothes but she would have none of that. During her earlier search of my room she came across my two purses and she told me that I should pick one to maintain the proper illusion. I chose my red fake Louis Vuitton purse and Judy exclaimed "That purse actually has style." I certainly agreed. How can you go wrong...
** This is the next chapter in my story. The first chapter "From Handjobs to Orgies" is about my intro to swinging and group play, specifically my college girlfriend playing with other guys. This story is a continuation of how I became a bull for couples. As always, please leave a message if you want to know more!** ***** As my last story left off, I now h...
Here is my third story. Another memorable experience from my days as an undergraduate, trying to make a few bucks to pay the bills. I'm fortunate. I grew up in a middle-class neighborhood in the northeast US. My dad worked and my mom stayed at home. We didn't have anything fancy, and there was nothing we went without. And when it came time for college, I di...
I was sat on my sofa, watching my wife do things that I never thought I'd see and whilst I was definitely conflicted about what I saw, I needed to write everything down to try and process where we had gone wrong and how I could change things. It's truly hard to believe I'm writing this and that my real life experiences have become such a cliché I can submit...
I stayed with Ted in his hotel that night and got home mid-morning, after Abby and Clark had left for work. Just as I got home the phone rang. "We got the job!" Abby screamed into the phone. "Yes!" I cried out. "Congratulations!" Abby told me that Ted received three almost identical offers, but 'Bobbie' made the difference. "You were the key, baby!" sh...
It was about eight hours after Mark drove away from the massage parlor when he got a text from Jen. "I need you, help!" His eyes went wide and he sucked in a sharp breath. "Where?" he texted back. He shut down his Uber app and waited an agonizing two minutes before he received a reply. It was an address on Lakeshore. He plugged the address into his GPS a...