Chapter 6: Lynn Meets Sandy Princess set the whole thing up. It was her idea. Her husband, Gene was just back from Saudi Arabia and wanted to talk to Dave about what was going on there. So Lynn and I entertained both couples at our place for dinner. Gene was no slouch. He brought over a couple of bottles of Château Pétrus '89 to go with my steaks. The six o...
So, the pandemic rages on, and my wife and I have been out of work for months. my wife's job as a ballerina was completely out of the question as all theater work was shut down. My job was not much better and prospects were slim. I was having trouble making the rent and I knew that we were going to have to find a place to stay. Well, I don't have a ton of f...
Have you ever stopped and watched the people hanging around outside of the changing rooms in department stores especially the men. Husbands with wives, boyfriends with girlfriends. Most men stand there absolutely bored. You can tell what they're thinking. "I wish I was somewhere else. In the pub, watching the box ….. anywhere but here." If you spot someone...
My names Johnny, I'm fifty-eight married to Joan twenty years my junior. My wife's was frigid because of her church upbringing, sex being dirty unless it is done for procreation. I own a photographic shop, but because I wasn't getting sex I became a Voyeur, fixing up a C.C.T.V. link in the ladies changing room. I had an affair with my next-door neighbour b...
The hot, humid Hawaiian air hit us like a ton of bricks as soon as we departed the aircraft. At first it was stifling, but by the time we got our bags and rented a car, our bodies had done a good job of adjusting to the new atmosphere. Even though back home in Los Angeles it was warm, this was different. This was tropical. And it felt good! You could see it...
Note: this is an illustrated story with photos from a modeling session which took place specifically to complement this text. The photos are included with express permission of the model. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Sayla and Rob had been looking forward to this weekend for months. A 3-day escape to their favo...
Dear Reader: Many of you have enjoyed my voyeur-cuck stories. I have written these from the point of view of the wife (Bet in Branson -- Aftermath) and from the point of view of the stud (Lynn and Bobby Chapter 3). But I have not written a story from the point on view of the voyeur-cuck. Some of you may think that Chapter 1 of the Lynn and Bobby series is su...
JENNY WATCHES US Cherry and her friend Jenny have become really close, lately. When I'm working late; she's usually drinking wine (sometimes there is a bottle of gin on the coffee table) with Jenny. Tonight it was tequila... I hear the two of them laughing as I approach my backdoor. I start smiling as I push the door open the rest of the way... "Charlie...
Voyeurism, whether it's classified as a kink or fetish, is a difficult thing to live with. As a voyeur, sometimes the smallest, most innocent observations can arouse me sexually. The inadvertent exposure of a woman's bras strap, the hint of panty lines, and even the socially acceptable view of cleavage can begin fantasies that are probably not evoked in peop...
Carol and I had first met as babies in an orphanage; we were both adopted by the same couple and brought up like brother and sister. By her teens Carol was a blonde blue-eyed pocket Venus, small waist, tight bum and huge 36EE breasts. We fell in love and married; till our wedding night we were both virgins. We took out an short term mortgage on a country c...