This story is pure fiction. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the surroundings are very much real. However, nothing that transpires between them in the story is real; even if it were, they would have never admitted it. This a cuckold story. A cuckold is a husband who receives vicarious pleasure from his partner having sex wit...
I had decided to make the three-hour drive to see my wife. She had gone to visit her sister on Monday and it was now Thursday. She had called me Wednesday and told me she would not be home on Thursday as planned. Her niece was ill and she was helping her sister care for her. I thought it would be a nice surprise if I just showed up Thursday evening. I made a...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. It is suggested you read the two previous chapters before reading this chapter. * As you remember from Chapter 2, my wife Emma left me on a Saturday evening to go to what she thought was an innocent dinner with Rolf Ericsson and his friends at the Old Colonel's Mansion. After the dinner she would be introduc...
Last night I visited my friends Dino and Donna. That might not seem unusual: I have often visited them. The visits have followed a familiar pattern. Donna would cook her Italian recipes, and I would enjoy it. In return I pretended to flirt with her and make a public show of appreciating her good looks. Of course, I have never made a serious play for her. Af...
Every man is a voyeur. We like to look. Voyeurism is cerebral and man is a creature of raw instincts. I could recount dozens of times when a flash of a nipple, a wet shirt, a wind blown skirt exposing panties made me hard, triggering off a fantasy, a desire for a sexual adventure of raw lust. Other times it has been even more interesting, when time provid...
by BrettJ © 2013 Eagle-eyed & loyal readers of my work might notice more than a passing resemblance to this story to another recent piece of mine, "A Ghost of a Chance Chapter 06". There is a very good reason for that and I think you deserve an explanation. I am not "ripping off" my own work. Some of my readers know that I write for a company here in Canad...
"Alex! Vite...viens voir," the elegantly dressed blonde called out. "What is it?" he asked, hobbling over to the window by the apartment's front door. "Regard. Over there...on the corner of the block." There was no missing the sparkling figure standing on the pavement. "Wow...you don't see that every day..." he started. But they were wasted words, the...
We live in a small Utah town. We are Mormon's. We were both born into the Church and have, over the years of adolescence and adulthood developed a firm belief. But you see, we are very sexual beings. Having a high and active libido is frowned upon in our Church. A brief introduction. I am Nicholas. My wife of 18 years is Nancy. We had 4 kids. We owned a sma...
Linda sat at the kitchen table staring down at her now empty coffee cup. She was not looking forward, to today's discussion with her husband Jim. Luckily their kids were still at the neighbors, on a sleep over, so at least they weren't going to be here for all the yelling and screaming that she knew was going to happen. Damm, it started off as just a little...
Jan didn't know Carol very well. Of course she had seen Carol around the neighborhood some, and they ran into each other at the grocery sometimes. But they really weren't friends, just acquaintances. Jan had heard things about Carol and her husband Rob. One of the neighborhood rumors was that the couple went to some pretty wild parties, but Jan wasn't sure s...