This story is the continuation of my submission to the 2018 Nude Day contest, Hot Nude Yoga. The first story was told from the perspective of Dan, a middle-aged man in a passionless marriage. The story continues now from the perspective of Dan's wife, Janice. ..................................................... I was standing in line at the café in the ma...
The plot thickens for a frat guy and his female professor. Part 1 I suppose the next week is when I should have realized that things were getting a little bit too intense and real for my taste. But the funny thing about this entire story is the way that, in the time and in the moment, everything that was happening between my husband Matthew and I (and betw...
You heave the last box into the trunk of your car (if you could even call that piece of scrap metal a vehicle). Wiping your brow, you walk back into your soon to be former apartment building. It feels proper to give the place one last goodbye. After climbing up the familiar set of stairs, you reach the weirdly empty space. It's not big by any means, but it w...
As Rev. Bob drove to the church for the New Member's Class he thought about the upcoming session. He really liked his new parishioners, Rich and Sheila and their teenage son Don. Then of course there was Don's girlfriend, Penny. Thinking about Penny, for the second time today made Bob's cock stir again. He knew it was wrong to think of her in such carnal ter...
"Does someone know where the teacher is?" Katie asked the room of people dressed in yoga attire, many of whom were already in various positions on their mats. A few people shook their heads, some glanced at the clock on the wall. It had already been fifteen minutes into class and still the teacher wasn't there. One woman rolled up her mat and left, two more...
The words hung in the air. "I love you." I guess I did still, despite all of the aggravation over the years. Beth apparently sensed it during our infrequent interaction and used it against me. Gaining compromises when I shouldn't offer any. Making it clear how happy she was with our divorce, knowing that I was not. I did love her, feeling it as my penis la...
Larry and I settled into a wonderful married life. We purchased a home and it was so nice to move out of my small apartment. One thing Larry and I enjoyed was making up for a lot of lost time of good licking, sucking, and fucking. We couldn't get enough of each other and how wonderful it is to pleasure and be pleasured. As I reflect it is funny how quickly...
My thanks, as always, to ErikThread for his insightful and helpful editing. Any errors are mine. Astrid came home that Friday just before dinner, and there was general chaos in the Rasmussen home. My parents had been invited and arrived not long afterward, while Crystal ordered Chinese delivered from one of the local restaurants. I got a bit drunk that n...
Throughout college, I didn't spend much time creating relationships or pursing fun. I was driven to achievement; studying, working as a teacher's assistant for my professors, and becoming the president of the school business fraternity. I studied marketing and economics, so between the double major and all my extracurricular activities, I didn't have a time...
I was 40 and freshly divorced after a 20 year marriage. Do the math, I was married one month after I turned 20, so other than a few flings in high school, my ex-wife was the only person I had any kind of sexual history with. Shy by nature, after the divorce I rented a small apartment in my Southeast Georgia town. I spent most time either at work or at the p...