Our Good Neighbor Policy 1 It was a strange series of events that led to their close friendship with Ted and Emily. Event One was when Barb invited one of the neighbors over for drinks on a Tuesday late afternoon. When the doorbell rang, Barb answered it and led Emily out to the pool deck. Ken acted as bartender and got the three of them drinks. Emily's h...
After twelve years of marriage, there has been a remarkable change in our sex life. My wife has always been Miss Perfect. Cool and aloof, she exudes an attitude of superiority that has kept most people at arms length. Katheryn is always perfectly coifed, immaculately dressed, and definitely looks down her nose at anybody who isn't up to her measure. Yet, be...
After twelve years of marriage, there has been a remarkable change in our sex life. My wife has always been Miss Perfect. Cool and aloof, she exudes an attitude of superiority that has kept most people at arms length. Kathryn is always perfectly coifed, immaculately dressed, and definitely looks down her nose at anybody who isn't up to her measure. Yet, bec...
This is the last chapter in the series. The aftermath is narrated by Roger. If you hated the last chapter, you're really going to hate this chapter. I really struggled with the ending of this story, I'm not really happy with it, but it should do. I just want to say thank you if you have stuck around this long. I know it was rough, but the process has been ve...
Ken was just hanging up the telephone as Barb walked in the front door of their home. She could still taste Emily's juices on her tongue as she bent to kiss Ken hello. "Guess who that was on the phone," Ken said as Barb settled onto his lap. "I don't have a clue," Barb replied. "Anyone I know?" "Not really. It was Gary Fanstler, one of my old fraternity...
My wife and I have just moved to the suburbs after living the country lifestyle for 15 years. We're currently in our mid 30's: my wife is 33, 5'6, 130 lbs, blonde, 36C breasts, and is in good shape due to great genetics and a healthy lifestyle. Me on the other hand, not so much. I'm your normal 36 year old with the 'dad body' even though we don't have childr...
Note: This story is a continuation of "Poolside: Ch. 2." Originally appearing on Literotica on 09/02/03, but recently edited to correct several typos and other careless errors. * I was 22 years old and had just finished my first year of graduate school. I was working as a lifeguard at the country club pool where I had worked every year during my undergrad...
This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. The story starts a little slowly. Please be patient. ***** First, I should say that Oceanbreeze Court is several hundred miles away from the nearest ocean. It is a cul de sac in an upscale development on the east side of a medium-sized M...
I drove home from the airport after midnight. It had taken me twenty frustrating minutes to find my car. Hanoi to Hong Kong, seven hours, Hong Kong to Toronto, fifteen hours, and an hour in the car. I didn't even know what time it was supposed to be, and I couldn't keep my eyes open. I opened the windows, the sunroof, cranked some AC/DC, anything to stay awa...
Sylvia sat fidgeting on her bed holding a cell phone in one hand and a margarita in the other. The temperature outside was scalding with humidity like the Amazon Jungle. She was naked except for the tiny patch on her mini G-string that barely covered her wanton pussy. She was trying to reach a friend that she had known for years. "Finally," she said, "where...