Following on from my night of unbridled lust. There was so much going through my mind as I drove home, if honest probably too distracted to drive safely. My daze was broken by the phone ringing, it was Dave. I sheepishly answered not really knowing what to say, or how Dave would react. My fears were immediately eased, he just said how is my little hotwif...
This is a fictional story based on fact. Names and locations have been changed to protect my identity and my wife's identity. If you recognize the events told here, do not let me know. I have changed enough of the story so as not to incriminate our friends either. Everyone in my stories is over 21. The story may be embellished or altered only to protect the...
I know my wife is cheating on me. I just know it. But damn it, I can't catch her. It is Saturday morning, and I am sitting in my lawyer's conference room. My lawyer, Roscoe Noble, handled the divorce from my first wife so he has experience in these matters. He's gotten a PI to check into my suspicions. What is it with me? My first wife started cheating on...
I watched them as they walked into my office. A very attractive couple. They both looked unhappy, of course; couples who are happy don't come to see a marriage counselor. But I watched their body language carefully, looking for clues to the specific nature of their problems. They settled into the two matching chairs across from my desk, and we made our intr...
Ours is a pretty unusual story so I'm going to take you through it slowly. My name is Wayne Dyson. Both my wife Angela and I work for a local TV station and are local "celebrities". She is the Entertainment reporter and sometimes fills in as weekend news anchor. I host two shows about sports. Angela has been at the station a year longer than I have, just ov...
Escort Confessions II: Street Hooker Blues After the previous week's unexpected surprise, Harold has wasted no time sending over new attire for the new fantasy experience. Racquel excitedly opens the boxes and lays everything out on her bed, her pussy already soaked in anticipation. The first hint of what Harold had in mind: knee-high boots in cheetah print...
She closed her eyes as she stepped on the scale, not wanting to see until it stopped changing. Slowly opening just one eyelid she peeked. The red digits glowed 125. "125! I'm 125? Holy shit!" Leaping up she fell backward off the scale and stumbled against the bathroom wall. The bath towel fell off and she looked at herself in the mirror. The body looking ba...
Those were the events which led to our new life. Since our first night together, David and I have not spent a night apart. The feelings I get from seeing him aching and frustrated have grown more intense, almost like an addiction. I need to see him that way, and he needs to feel it. It has been three years since that fateful day when I bought the T-shirt an...
Author's Note: I tried really, really hard to avoid spoilers in this review. I think I succeeded. My apologies if I've given away anything you didn't want to know. "Torchwood. Outside the government, beyond the police." So begins each episode of the BBC science fiction series Torchwood. The series focuses on the fictional Torchwood Institute, an agency dev...
*Please note: This is the first part to a multi-part story. There is not a tremendous amount of sex involved. If you are looking for a stroke story, you may want to look elsewhere. Thank you! ***** As I hobbled out of the doctor's office, I was in a daze. I wondered to myself how I would manage six months of bedrest that was the mandatory recuperation time...