Business at Third Street Gallery and Studio began to pick up in earnest when it started hosting wine nights where customers came in the evening and received painting instruction while enjoying a classic French or Italian wine. The gallery even hosted a few events for men that they called Paint with a Pint, in which the local microbrewery brought in kegs of t...
by Oldfarticus (originally written long ago under the name "DOM.") * I wondered what was going through my Glenda's mind. She looks great to me, but she is in her late 30s and all those little cupies working in her office were a bit on the wild side. Still, she assured me, she "had" to go to the bachelorette party -- it was for her secretary. This definitel...
This is a story about Stephanie, a new hot wife. I first introduced her in the first story I wrote, “Cards With Friends.” Stephanie is married to Jason, who is now a happy cuckold husband. This is now the ninth story with her. At the end of another story I wrote about these two, called “Threesome for a Hotwife,” Stephanie now wears a gold anklet on one of he...
"Hi Tracy," I said as I answered the phone. "Hi Gloria, are you available to do me a favor tomorrow night, it'll be fun, I think," she said. "Doesn't sound like a rousing endorsement for whatever you have in mind," I said with a laugh. "That's because I'm not sure. A woman I work with, her friends are having a bachelorette party, she knows about it, and I...
My Name is Derek and my wife is Kristy. We have been married for eight years and are both in our early thirties. We had just opened a Party Store where we sell party supplies and put on parties for various groups of people. We have catered parties for local dignitaries, weddings, fundraisers and even the occasional bachelor or bachelorette parties. The busi...
The two women slouched low in their booths. Each one's breathing still slowing down from the ecstasy that they had just experienced. Anne's fingers traced lightly over her wet pussy, then up over her stomach and back down her legs, the sensations tingling in the afterglow of her recent orgasm. She was still amazed at herself. Had she really just done that? H...
"Why did I get engaged in the first place?" I asked myself on the morning of my bachelor party. Was it peer pressure, parental meddling, lust? I clearly remember thinking "Hell, I'm too young, I just graduated from Ohio State and now I'm marrying a southern bell of a classmate in The Big Easy." The wedding was two days away, my tuxedo had been rented, all...
William woke up with morning wood. He tried to ignore it, but his boner was burning, begging to be touched. It was nice to be young, in the prime of life, with an infinite amount of orgasms waiting to be unleashed, so he succumbed to his primal needs. He made a game out of it and stroked it slowly. As a narcissist, the bodybuilder admired the one part of h...
The dresses were in and all the girls were fitted. The invite responses were coming back in the mail and there was a small pile of them on my desk every afternoon placed there by my secretary. The big day was quickly approaching and the pre-wedding festivities were beginning. My shower produced dozens of appliances and towels. Thank you cards were written. T...
Kelli smiled to herself as she leapt out of bed. Thursday already... she'd gotten even with 3 of the five, only 2 left... and then graduation on Saturday and she'd be away from them forever. She had a decided bounce in her step as she headed for the shower.... Tonight it was Holli's turn to pay. This one was especially delicious... Holli was getting married...