"It's only fair lover," smiled my sexy wife. "I don't see how. I didn't get to do Susan." Barry groused. "Yes but that was your fantasy, not mine." Diane replied. "Oh like you didn't enjoy yourself!" Barry snorted. It was no use really; Diane knew that I couldn't resist her when she wanted something. I also knew that she would more than make it up to me...
I lay in bed watching a movie quietly waiting for my wife to come home. She had gone out for the evening with a few of her friends. My eye lids grew heavy, before long the eyelids began to flutter shutter shut. I felt myself falling into the fog of sleep. In the fog I heard my wife enter the house. Her voice carried into the bedroom. Voices? She was not alo...
There my fuckable, light brown-haired, 23-year-old wife, Charisse, was on her knees in The Royale Theater. She was skimpily dressed like a slatternly tart and sucking a strange cock like the dirty whore she's been since high school where I'd been one of dozens, maybe 100's of boys to dick her. At the theater that Fri. night, meanwhile, another man roughly d...
"How was Jason?" Dawn fished in her purse for her wallet. "He was an angel, of course!" Amber had flounced in from the living room as soon as we entered the house, carrying a depleted bag of Cheetohs and a Diet Coke, which she set on the counter. "We played games until eight and then I put him to bed. I had to read him Bedtime Bear three times. He uses the...
There I was in the kitchen, washing my hands, when I heard the phone ring. I didn't know where my wife, Jill was. I had been out working on the truck. She had gotten mad at me, because we weren't going to spend the day together. I needed the truck for work the next day. Well, back to the story. I picked up the phone and was about to say hello, when I heard...
My Dearest Ellen, As promised, I have planned a scavenger hunt for you. It is kind of based on the "12 Days of Christmas. Only I am calling it the "12 Roses of Christmas". With this letter you found a single red rose- just one of a dozen. It is your challenge to collect the others based on the instructions you get at each stop I have arranged. When you get...
Cassie Stevens was disgusted with herself. She hated what she had become. First she had cheated on her husband. Then she was blackmailed into cheating a second time – by her son Mark's best friend no less. But worst of all, deep down she knew that she was beginning to enjoy the affair with her new young lover. She was truly starting to take great pleasure i...
Brad realized he'd arrived at his desk without any memory of how he got there. He sat down wondering how he was going to focus on the emails and projects he had going on with the stunning revelation his sweet, innocent wife was not sweet nor innocent. He was sure had he been a different kind of man he would have gotten hold of a gun somehow, but that was nev...
It had been one of those long cold gray Connecticut winters that didn't want to end. It was now near the end of April; and it was still bone chillingly cold, and was a threat of rain in the starless gray night sky. I had stopped at the Orange Stop & Shop store on my way to work. I wanted some odd and ends, to take with me on the road, nothing much just; a...
I was about half an hour late for my meeting with Mike, and I was sweating bullets. Mike was a big broad-shouldered guy in his late thirties. His most notable characteristic was his shiny bald head. For reasons I could never understand, women loved his shiny head. They always wanted to run their hands over it while he was eating their pussy. Mike was my br...