I was finishing supper when Heather, my wife at the time, informed me that we were going over to Mike and Susan’s for drinks that evening. I was not overly thrilled by the news but knew better than stand between Heather and a drink by that time in our marriage and reluctantly agreed. Things had not been going very well for us for some time now. Heather’s pe...
This story, like some of the earlier published ones is slightly out of sequence. We were recent arrivals in the central Texas area and this occurred before I went on my next overseas trip (see “The Young One”) LINDA’S WILDEST RIDE (Chapter 17) I’ll call our friends Dick and Jane because they probably taught us more about swinging than anyone we had known u...
This dirty little ditty is for all those people who are sick of the stereotypical loving wives story with the husband who allows it to go on. This story is a bit of a spin and I hope you enjoy it. Please be aware that all my stories are fictional and any similarities are coincidental. “I love you so much!” She said, and I could see the love in her eyes. “I...
Copyright © 2000 by Jonathan Faust. All Rights Reserved. Comments? E-mail me and my gorgeous wife. * * * * * Click . . . and the door to our dreams had opened. We’ve just had our dinner and wine, and now we’re finally here. The hotel suite smells fresh and clean, like raspberries and starched linen, and the faint odor of chlorine from the enormous...
When I married my dream goddess I had no idea that she had been such a nympho slut before college. I only knew that she’d been the prom queen, and head cheerleader in her high school. In college she became a member of the most elite sorority on campus. And why not, what with her angelic face, long flowing silver white mane that fell in waves down to around h...
Since Tom and I had such success with our Spike Lee movie ploy, I could not wait to hear all about it from Debbie when I got home. I had stayed behind after she left to arrange the duplication of the video and have a drink with the guys. I even got along with Ed a little better. I mean what choice did I have then? He had already gotten to know my wife in mor...
It was before the war spread south to Georgia. It was a time when Atlanta was still beautiful and the home of many of the Confederacy’s finest gentlemen. It was then that Leasa Edwards, daughter of Colonel Everett Clyborn Edwards, was the most sought after beauty south of the Mason-Dixon Line. Heiress to one of the largest plantations in Georgia—‘Tara’—Leas...
The plan was simple: get a man that my wife found attractive to come to my house and fuck my wife. I arrange to be called into the office and after circling around the block I peer into the window to see what transpires. My heart flutters as I made the calls to set it up. First, I call my buddy, Nick. He and I, in some of our less sober moments, discussed o...
John Comes in for a Little Wine I passed John’s car on the interstate and, trying not to speed, hurried home. I parked the car across the street and ran into the darkened house. I turned on a floor lamp near the wall with the peephole, then a small reading lamp on one end table. I wanted the couch and the carpeted area in front of it well lighted. I then ru...
My wife Angie and I have been married for seven years and despite having had two children Angie had kept her figure, she was a slim 34 year old woman with long blond hair and small to average, but beautifully formed breasts. We have had a good but not very adventurous love life. Angie would give me oral sex, usually while I was returning the favour but never...