What is it about married women, that excites me so much? I don't know. What I know is – when I meet attractive married woman, I am dangerous... I am married, and I have nice family and good family life. But there is also my second life, very much connected to my corporate relations. July. When I first saw her, she was going through the interview. Her bos...
Chapter 1 When I married Lisa twenty-seven years ago, she was not only a virgin at nineteen, she had been raised by parents who taught her that sex was something dirty and that she would be marked for life as a bad girl if she ever yielded to carnal temptation. Her parents were strict in almost every way imaginable but sex was the most heinous of sins accor...
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Dear Shoeblossom I had a sister, Huxley, ("Hubert and Huxley, so cute") and we lived at home during our university years, as Pop was bursar at the local college, so we went for free. Huxley had a best friend, Tamsin, who was cute but chubby, and I teased her about it, and one day Tam pulled my pants down when no one was around, and gave me a spanking--me,...
We burst through the door as we entered our home; happy, exuberant and eager to undress and make love. It was after midnight and we were returning from celebrating our 20th anniversary with a small group of family and friends. "Twenty years," I told my wife Lila, "twenty years and not a single regret. I love you more now than ever and I thank you for every...
I so much appreciate the attention and votes my readers have given this series of silly little strokers. Please tell me what you like or don't like about it so I'll know what to change next chapter. Dorothy Estevez stood in front of the full length mirror in her bathroom, a towel around her wet hair. She had the strangest feeling something was amiss. Rece...
I wake nude and blindfolded in a very warm bed whose mattress is soft and luxurious and hugs me as I lay in it. I feel alert and tired, though my stomach pangs and my ass is sore. As I begin to stir however I feel a tug on my ankles and wrists. I am able to lift my head and as I test my restraints, I recall an online shopping spree with Mistress. It was a "s...
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Heather asked me the other night. It was one of those times when I wasn't sure if I should keep my mouth shut or tell the truth. I figured, after all, she married me knowing my past. What would be the harm of answering honestly? She phrased her question in as non-threatening a manner as possible. If I didn't know better, I might have thought she just wante...
Many posts on here relate to young bulls with 10" as thick as your wrist. They may well be true but my experience has been a little different. Some time ago I received a message to my profile on another site. A couple wanted a much older guy to take the wife in front of the husband. Now, I don't know why they had that particular request. In retrospect I thi...