"Welcome to Imad's Pleasure Parlor. How may I help you?" the young man standing at the counter, his fingers poised over the keyboard, said to the older man who had just entered the lobby. "Um, I have an appointment." The older man fidgeted nervously. He moved his briefcase from one hand to the other and then leaned his elbow on the counter, trying to look c...
Author's note This is a Loving wife story. Not slut/cuck, not BTB, and not Gay. I wish to apologize to my readers. My last posting was obviously just bait for the anons who seem to enjoy calling writers names. It is beyond my comprehension that people would intentionally try to hurt the feelings of someone who is providing them with a service for free. I f...
2nd Night I was trying to concentrate on work, but it was tough. I had traveled over a thousand miles for work, and by a stroke of good luck, the trip made it possible to indulge a fantasy that my wife and I had both had. Several months previously, I met Lori on the Internet. We exchanged erotic stories and messages for several months, but I never expect...
All parties mentioned are considerably older than 18 years and all sex described is non-violent and consensual and within Literotica's guidelines. * This is a short tale about what used to be a shallow butt, at least it was shallow until I got it worked out or perhaps worked in is more to the point. Believe me, I got it worked out to my satisfaction and I...
"Not yet! Not yet!" she said. "I will tell you what to do. Let's not hurry this." Hurry? By this time I had had an erection for more that 6 hours without intercourse and it was starting to get painful! "Let's just relax for a bit, and have something to eat, shall we?" She grasped my erect penis and led me to the kitchen. "We don't want to lose that lovely...
Author's Note: This story includes a cheating wife, but no husband humiliation. It is mostly a work of fiction. The readers will enjoy this story more if they read my HANDYMAN HANK story first. I set up some background there that is not repeated here. I hope you enjoy it and as always, your comments are welcomed. Chapter 02 (Miss Peggy) "What'cha working...
It's been a tough year. Work's been crazy, our elder relatives have been demanding a lot of attention, we've both had that feeling that our lives have been spiraling out of control. My name is Mike. I'm a fifty-eight year old curator at a major museum. My wife Diane is fifty-six and has her own successful business. We both travel a lot. What was once a thriv...
I received a request to tell the wife's side of what happened. Once again, I wrote a flash story without ever thinking it was going to continue. I have been encouraged to 'complete' it. One more thing, I was a high school student in the late 60's and took a CREATIVE writing course. That is where I learned to not use proper English, sentence structure, fragm...
I arrived at Bobby's house the first day of Spring Break about 8 o'clock in the morning. We were both very excited and started to unload my luggage into his car, as we were only taking his vehicle. He looked inside at my two duffle bags and make-up case. "All this?" he asked, looking confused. "Well, yeah," I said. "How much stuff did you bring?" He chuck...
Advertisements of one kind or another were all Lance could see wherever he looked around him. They dominated the supermarket aisles, were suspended above the shelves and plastered all over the store's windows. But how could it ever be different? A man needed help when he went shopping. And at the moment, he was browsing in the pharmaceuticals section where t...