The catalyst for the paradigm shift in the relationship with my wife of twenty years was something that happened at the beginning of December - though, truth be told (as you'll see), there were several other naughty escapades throughout the autumn that really should have awoken me to the realisation that Carla was becoming the dominant one in our relationshi...
I was alone this summer Saturday morning. My wife was out shopping with a friend while I caught up on some work cleaning out the store room in the garage. It was a very useful place to store crap, but all too handy and I finally realized I could hardly get into it let alone find what I needed like my golf clubs or softball gear. The space needed an overhaul...
I had told my wife of my panty fetish long before our marriage. I explained that I was heterosexual, but had worn panties most of my life. I'm normally very masculine, but when I was very young, my mother had dressed me in panties. I find them soft and very sexy, a daring secret I enjoy. My favorites were the silky feminine styles, usually soft pinks and lac...
Chapter 1: Alex A pair of red satin panties lay on the bed. They were boyshort style with little red lace bows above the crotch. Very sexy and very slutty. Helen ran her fingers along the soft, smooth material. She was dressed in a black lace garter belt holding up thigh high stockings, her large, round breasts, still firm at the age of 45, stood out naked...
Recently, my wife's schedules and mine have differed, due to both work and the fact that I wake up far too early for her tastes. Hearing the shower running on Tuesday morning around 6:30am, I finished up at the downstairs PC, in the middle of digitizing some 30 year old cassettes of free form radio shows. Entering the bedroom, she was wearing just a button...
This story is actually a continuation of "My Wife at the Strip Club," that I wrote a couple of years ago. It may help to read it before reading this story, but not necessary. I apologize for the two year gap between writings, but I had a hard drive crash and thought that I had lost this story amongst many other files. I recently discovered a missing back up...
My love for panties started when I was about thirty-five years old. My wife and I both worked and I would be home two hours before her. I used this time to relax and take a nice hot shower. One day I came home and as usual prepared for my shower. While putting my work clothes in the hamper I noticed a pair of my wife's very sexy looking black satan hi-cut pa...
Watching Susan undress and model in her underwear, William wished he was in her room with her. All so surreal with Susan standing in her bedroom and in plain sight of his office windows from her bedroom windows, William felt as if was watching a live peep show from his office. He watched her looking down at her assembled underwear stacked and organized on h...
Looking up at my wife and her sister I slowly realized that they had been watching me sleep. "Wonder what he was dreaming about," My sister-in-law, Jennifer, said flatly. As I fully woke I realized, to my horror, that my hand was in my shorts holding my limp cock. "I hope he was dreaming about you, Sis, because I think he made a mess in his pants." My wife g...
She was bent over the arm of the sofa, her head buried in the cushion, her arm stretched underneath and her fingers rubbing her clit madly as he stood behind her, ramming his hard cock into her slippery wet pussy. "Oh yes, don't stop" she cried as he pushed every inch deep inside her. In their mad throws of fucking, neither of them noticed the soft knock o...