This story makes more sense if you read the story The Final Kiss first. It had been almost a year since I had hired a male stripper for my wife and she had countered by hiring a female stripper for me. On occasion we would share a laugh about both episodes, reliving those highly erotic escapades. She liked to joke that I liked watching her watching him more...
My wife has always been a bit of a prude sexually. That's not to say she only enjoys the missionary position, but very rarely is our sex life spiced up by toys or role play for example, and she also gets embarrassed at any mention of sexual fantasies (although she does like dirty talk every now and then!). At a little over 5 foot tall, my wife verges on pet...
"Dad! I'm going home whether you go with me or not!" "First of all, you are to call me 'Mom' at all times. Second, you ARE home. Three, HELL NO." "I'm sixteen now. I can ride unaccompanied on the airplane. I have saved up enough money for a ticket. I am not asking for permission. I just wanted to know if you wanted to go, too." Sophie was struck dumb. Her...
Several years ago, my wife, Brandie, and I, had been separated for eight months, but for a compassionate reason. Her Mother, who lived in another state, had been diagnosed with cancer and needed someone to care for her in her last several months of life. So, Brandie made the decision to move in with her Mom, take care of her to her passing, then dispose of h...
This was the story Stephanie told to her friend Nina. By the end of it, both of them were bathed in tears. "Omigod!" Nina said. "Getting stood up at the altar! How awful that must have been! I didn't think that really happened except in books or movies. But you're telling me you made no attempt to get in touch with him afterwards? Just to find out what had...
Warning: There is no-sex in this story. Chapter 1: Our Shadow There is nothing like a cold December morning to drive the last vestige of sleep from my body. My glasses fogged as soon as I opened the outer door. I bent forward to retrieve my handkerchief and my peripheral vision caught movement to my right, it was not close by, perhaps some forty feet away...
Bizarre! That's what my friends and family thought about my relationship with Amber. For the past 30 months or so, we have been friends. Perhaps I've been a better friend to her than she to me but that has yet to be seen. For about five months before that we weren't friendly at all, at least I certainly wasn't. For 23 years before that we were married to...
I picked up a very beautiful young woman from her office. I was supposed to take her to the airport. Almost immediately she realised that the limo was the one that Yousif normally drives. Clearly disappointed to find a middle-aged guy like me in the driving seat, she asked tersely, "Where's Yousif?" I fed her a line, not much choice really. "Sorry, Mada...
The front door to the home of Paul and Lynn Hew was almost never used. Mostly, they came and went through either the side door into the garage or the sliding glass doors onto the patio. To the right of the entry way was the formal living room, which was kept pristine and was the least used room in the house. At the end of the entry on the left lay the hallwa...
The Limo driver opened the back door for Kathy and she sat in the middle of the back seat. It was very tight for three people as she told Dom not to use the jump seat her husband had used on the way to the club. Both Dom and Marcus kissed her, and she opened her legs as their hands started to explore under the very revealing white dress. She hoped her husban...