[This story contains a good deal of content relating to bodily functions. If that offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18. ] *** Plans proceeded for Eleanor and Annette to be married. Because of her previous notoriety, Eleanor did prefer to keep her activities out of the public sphere, as did Annette, who recognized that her ca...
Inspired by Just Words' story, What to Do About David. ***** "Well, what are we going to do about it?" That was Sandy, my wife of 22 years, and she had just told me that Traci, one of her friends - though not one of her closer ones - was having an affair. Normally, I wouldn't give a rat's ass that some woman I barely knew was screwing around on her husban...
I stood in front of the imposing door, my hands visibly shaking, my mind running rampant, my thoughts a jumble as I opened it. The front of the building had only the number of the business adorning it, no letters, no writing, nothing to indicate what it was. Now that I think back on it, I can understand why. Walking in, there was a single desk, a very attra...
"Diet Pop": a new weight loss program with a sexy trainer. "Honey, are you sure you want to have seconds, your waist isn't getting any smaller you know." That's my wife, the little woman I married 25 years ago, now a dumpy little five foot two housewife, with no ambition and an extra 100 pounds on her. "Yeah I know I'm six feet tall and 225 pounds, exact...
If you read my story How I Cuckold Myself, you know that I am married to a fantastic woman named Lisa. Well, after that very special night where we were visited by our "Mystery Man" I was not sure how our sex life was would evolve, if at all. Well things did change, but only for the better. Lisa did not get pregnant and I was relieved that she did not hold...
My boss, Mr. Adams, calls me a nanny. He's pretty old school about things so I just let it go. I prefer the term, au pair, because it sounds so much more exotic and important. Mrs. Adams is probably the one who has the best grip on reality. She just calls me her "help." I started working for the Adams' to help pay my way through business college. Then about...
By moving one knee at a time, I crept across the floor pushing my doggie bowls into the hall. Doing that sort of thing for hours would probably kill my lower back, but five minutes was alright. After that, there was no reason to remain on my knees, so I didn't. I flossed and brushed my teeth efficiently, finding the small trash receptacle for used floss buil...
This chapter has Anastasia simply exploring the power her body has over a gym instructor who has the hots for her. She has seen how his abs look when he runs on a treadmill or uses the leg press for hours, and she can't wait to have his massive body on top of hers as she tries to control how good he feels buried inside her depths. Also contains cheating, cuc...
"I need to lose some weight..." my wife Jane muttered standing looking into our refrigerator. "I need someone to whip me into shape, maybe a personal trainer..." she said muttering again. "I could assist you with that." I said sliding my hands over her nice round ass before giving her right cheek a playful slap. Spending my lunch hour at home with her was...
The concert was going to be a country/western concert, so Patty wore a pair of extremely low hip hugging jeans. The zipper in the fly in front was only about an inch and a half long. In the back she showed a good inch of butt cleavage. She wore low rise panties with a pantie liner to catch all the cum that Don had fired into her. While the pants had original...