"Just when I thought it couldn't get crazier"
To quickly catch you up, an electrician named John did some repair work at our house after a storm and found some pictures and videos of my wife (Lisa) in the attic. He blackmailed me into letting him fuck her,...
"His wife humors him with some roleplaying and sex in her salon on a slow Saturday morning."
Lindsey always opened the salon for a few hours every Saturday and each time it was slow. She made time for clients who couldn't make it in during the work week. Occasionally she had a wedding party but today was...
"A morning-after discussion"
The coffee cooled while we sat quietly at the table.“We can’t do that again,” she stated.“Did you enjoy it?”“Yes. That’s the problem.”“Was it fun and exciting?”“Yes.”“Is that a bad thing?”“Well, no…. but it’s not what we should be doing.”“Why not?”“It’s...
"Dressed by Ron in the morning, Julie finds a playmate at work with similar interests"
Chapter 6: A Different Kind of Lunch BreakWearing crotchless panties over stockings held up by a gartered teddy is not ideal attire for staying focused at work. Knowing that your skirt is very stretchy and easy to pull up (and...
The shower was much needed after a long day of working and a hard workout. I stood under the steaming water for what felt like hours. Before the temperature plummeted indicating an empty water heater, I mustered the will to...
"I heard loud voices coming from next door, I ran to the hole in the fence to see what was going on."
It was the last snowstorm of the season, or I hoped. I was shoveling snow from my driveway when I heard a sound coming from my neighbor's house—laughing and talking. I went to the wooden fence between our houses and...
"Catholic Girl Joins the Mile High Club"
My wife grew up a cradle catholic. As you can imagine, there is a tremendous amount of guilt around sex, especially anything out of what is considered “normal”. Over the first couple of years, through many attempts, experimenting and trust...
"The first rule of Fight Club, no one talks about Fight Club!"
It was so hot that I could hardly breathe. Or maybe it was my nerves because my husband was up next. The bets had been cast; the lights of the dank basement flickered. The frenzied mob made their discontent known...
“June!” George hollered into the kitchen one Saturday morning. “Where’s that little bag of screws I bought last week? It was on my workbench.” “I haven’t seen it, George.” His wife was busy cleaning out the pantry and wasn't too concerned...
I'm sprawled across our bed, ass up, browsing Tinder.Matt, 35. Fuck, I want to cum on that face.Chris, 38. Let me lick those abs.But then...Ben, 21.Yum.I show hubby. He's kneading my ass with his crotch, imploring his sodden soldier for one...
