There were once a man and a woman who had long in vain wished for a child. Three times a week they have sex in their little cottage but the woman can't seem to get pregnant. These people had a little window at the back of their house from which a splendid garden could be seen, which was full of the most beautiful flowers and herbs. It was, however, surrounde...
"STEPHANIE! Uncle Jesse and Aunt Becky will be here shortly!" shouted Stephanie's 41-old-year-old loving sister and mother of 3, DJ Tanner. "I... haven't... cum... yet..." heavily panted the 35-year-old Stephanie down in her basement bedroom lying flat on her back with her big bare feet up on her young boyfriend Jimmy Gibber's shoulders as he drilled his t...
I live in a pretty small community and have often looked for good massages in my area. I saw an ad by a local guy who specializes in full body massages for women, so I clicked on it to see if it would be a good gift for my wife. It stated that the goal of the massage was not to orgasm, but it typically happened. I started to fantasize about him massaging my...
He came home to a house that was quiet, and with the lights on low it seemed empty. He locked the front door and looked around, slightly confused. Usually his wife was in the kitchen fixing something up or bouncing around the house doing random chores, but he couldn't see or hear her. He set his laptop bag down and dropped his keys into the basket by the doo...
As the Sun went down over the Caribbean Sea, my wife Alexa and I strolled down the main tourist drag in Oranjestad, Aruba. The brutal heat of the day had started to die down and it was a pleasant evening in the low 70s, with no humidity. Compared to the 15 degree weather we were having in Connecticut, this was heaven. We walked arm in arm, with Alexa leanin...
(For Rich, Davis and Marty, who always encourage me to tell all). If K. Linford Little was anything, it was a creature of habit. He liked eating ham and eggs weekends at diners, listening to soft rock and cheering his beloved hockey team. He loved his family, his work and his weekly golf game at the club. Oh, and he liked me. Yes, he loved his family,...
Part One Where is that Bitch Hiding I'm Charles. A car rammed our car at a stop sign. My wife got whiplash, I got Post Traumatic Stress Disorder among other things; luckily our daughter and son was not with us at the time. The PTSD really fucked with my head. Subtle changes in personality occurred. Psyche traits that were minimally acted upon became promin...
My sister had been living with us (my wife and I and our two children) until she found her own house out here in Arizona. While we love her, and enjoy spending time with her, after six months the novelty had begun to wear off. Finally, she found what she felt was THE perfect house. After a stressful week going back and forth with proposals and counter-propos...
Thought I would share this with you and see if we can get this group started properly. This happened over New Years weekend 2005. It is posted at wifelovers.com for Greybeard, and I am posting it here with there permission. I have promised GreyBeard that I would post this so he could read about my weekend that I spent with him and his wife, so hear it is....
Her husband and I have been good friends for a year now. He always kept to himself and did not socialize much in social and professional gathering. Being in a similar profession, we were good trusted advisers to each other. On few occasions, he invited me over for dinner with his family - a beautiful accomplished wife, and two young handsome young teenager...