A hand reached in, took my mouse and closed the PDF I had been reading about Tuesday's IPO from CalWest Diving Services. "Hey! Not fucking funny, John!" My office-mate's sense of humor often ran to the annoying. 'The old man's counting on me for this. I need to make sure I've got every detail covered." "The 'Old Man' is quite certain that everything will b...
It would appear that writing in the "second" person is not generally appreciated, I knew it wasn't the best way to tell a story, but tried it to be different. However, one nauseous critic, (He also skulks behind the anonymous tag,) said that no professional ever writes that way, Well if he thinks the authors who submit stories on Literotica are "professional...
This is a work of fiction. It contains explicit descriptions of sexual acts. It is not intended for minors. ***** It wasn't something Jared would readily admit but he was in love. No, his love for his wife wasn't the secret; he loved Stacy deeply and would shout his devotion from the rooftops if given half a chance. His secret love was reserved for somethi...
It's a sign of how well things went that for months afterwards, Jake and I both claimed credit for the idea. It all started with a casual conversation one Friday after work. As usual, Jake and I went out for drinks together. He and I had hit it off right away when he joined my department six years ago, and we've been tight ever since. We work out together a...
It was a week after my wife's birthday, and my wife and I were sitting in the Jacuzzi having a couple of drinks talking about what a wild time we had sexually the week before and how hard it was going to be to top. It seemed that we had performed every deed that two people could do and then some. Just talking about it, plus the drinks was putting us in a ve...
Dinner time was very quite as Mike avoided even a glance at his wife. Marie had realized that after last night's midnight shift her husband was certainly not in the mood to discuss anything. Marie had just expected too much from him lately and she was regretting the argument they had before he had gone to work. Plates were cleaned, kids put to bed, and ther...
The three of us sat at the dinner table in silence for some time. I was unable to look up and into the eyes of neither my wife nor my daughter. My fork slowly stirred what was left of my mashed potatoes in a slow circle as I pondered what had happened earlier that day. Coming home to see my wife fucking two young studs, and my daughter being fucked by a thir...
The night before Jack came for dinner we had had families around for a barbecue. After the meal, the photo albums had come out for the usual laughs, memories and so on. We have about 20 of them, albums that is, not families, neatly maintained by me. I am not a bad semi-amateur photographer and looking after the family snapshots has fallen to me. My wife, Er...
Mike took Shelly's case and put it in the back of the car. They had been planning this weekend away for years but never seemed to get around to doing it, always finding an excuse not to go. The kids were with Mike's mother, a neighbor was taking care of the pets, and Mike had taken an extra day off work so they could make the most of the weekend. Closing the...
Jerry was, and still is, a very good friend of mine. He is very much a one woman man; the opposite of myself and my wife who swing regularly. So, when he told me that his wife cheated on him, there was no doubt he was crushed. The logic of what happened below kind of eludes me now but it seemed like the right thing at the time. Looking at a small way to get...