Twenty minutes later, looking through a two-way illuminated panel on their side of Floor 2, the husbands spied their wives. Now costumed, Joan Hockaday exuded sexuality from every pore of her body. Her platforms had been replaced by red high-heeled ankle strap peep-toe pumps with the same 5 inch heels she had pranced around on since her teenage cheerleading...
A light, warm breeze ran off the calm Atlantic Ocean and through the restaurant in Tenerife where my wife and I sat enjoying the view after a bottle of wine and a good meal. It was early June and life was good. Jo, my wife, was dressed in a light summer dress that came to a few inches above her knees and without tights or stockings. Her open shoes with 3" he...
I'm Tom and my lovely wife Erin and I have been married for eleven years now. We live in suburban Detroit where I've worked for one of the auto manufacturing company's for the past fourteen years. We live in this tiny little house in a suburban city just south of Detroit. It's predominantly a blue collar neighborhood. It's a nice town and nothing exciting ne...
I was pretty sure my wife Karen was up to something when she said we should throw a party, not that this would be unusual except that she wanted to take care of the guest list and asked that I not talk about it with anyone. She had a particular group of people in mind. The invitees consisted of four other married couples we knew so it would be 10 people in...
As usual, some will like this, and some will not. The system will not allow 'murder' as a story tag, but you can consider yourself forewarned here, in case you don't want to read that. All characters are 18 or over, and no resemblance to any person, living, dead or undead, is intentional. This story is purely fiction, and as some people have noted about my...
Kathy had always been proud of her firm, trim, sexy body; but now after 5 years of marriage she was becoming a little concerned. She was only 32, far too young to become a dumpy housewife. If she was starting to lose her youthful figure, her husband Billie had already lost his. Only six years older than her, he had a pot belly, shortage of breath, and becomi...
It is a Sunday afternoon in the early fall. One of those early fall days where it is warm during the day, but there is something in the air tells you pumpkin spice is just around the corner. Sam and Stephanie unload their moving truck into their new Chicago home. Sam's job gave him the opportunity to move they just had to leave their family and friends back...
My wife Debbie received a call from an old friend who said her and her husband were coming to town for a long weekend. Jane and Debbie were real close before we were married. Jane got married shortly after us then her husband was transferred out of state. Her husband Tom and I hit it off pretty well but I only knew him for about six months before they moved....
This is a cuckolding/hot-wife themed story, so please be aware of that. This story features: 1. Dominant and promiscuous married women 2. Submissive husbands, who miss out 3. Young stud males, who get it all I am assuming, as per normal, that this story will receive a low score. Oh well, what will be, will be. As per normal, all rude comments will be d...
I could hardly comprehend how nervous I felt as I began walking down to the first floor of the condo building. The greater part of me wanted to know how the other 11 white husbands still living here felt, and why I had not seen them more than a few times in weeks. Another part of me was truly afraid to know. My purpose was unclear to me at the time. I supp...