It’s Simple!

It”s not been a good few weeks. The kids, work, bills, the usual things. We said that we would try to get some time together and talk about how things were going. How we were feeling about ourselves.

We had to go out to a party on Friday and we were out late. The babysitter wasn”t too happy about being brought home at 3 am, but she gets well paid.

I gave her a sleep in on Saturday morning and got up with the kids. Gave her breakfast in bed. You know how it is.

“I think we will stay in tonight”, she said “Suits me “, I replied. Read the rest of this entry »

The Phone Call

The night began unremarkably enough. I was at work at The Star, the newspaper where I’m a police reporter. I was pounding away at my keyboard on some mindless feature story when my phone rang.

“Hello, Jeff. This is Beth,” said the voice on the other end.

Beth? Beth who? Do I know anyone named Beth? Then suddenly it dawned on me. Could it be Beth? Online Beth, the woman who had fueled so many of my recent fantasies?

“Wow, Beth this is quite a surprise. But a good one. How’s everything?” I manage to say. Am I smooth or what? Sheesh. Read the rest of this entry »

The Gift Ch. 02

It seemed like I was always packing. My beautiful baby girl, Rona, was babbling in her cradle, and I was quietly trying to pack up my suitcase. It was late evening, the lamps were lit, my grandmother had long ago gone to bed, the mosquito netting around her softly blowing in the scented breeze. I was working as quickly as I could, trying not to forget things – oh, yes, my engagement ring from Pierce, the diamond heirloom my grandmother had given him to present to me. I debated a moment whether to take it and decided against it, leaving it nestled in its velvet case. The picture of Pierce, Rona, and I. “Baby, how am I going to leave you?” I whispered, tears filling my eyes. I tucked the picture away into the folds of my clothes. Read the rest of this entry »

Villa VI

We are at our villa in St. Bart’s enjoying a nice dinner and bottle of wine with Jana and Will. You are in a fun loving mood and, since you shared with me your secret fantasy before leaving home, you dance a sexy dance knowing what’s about to happen.

At the right moment, you say, “My Birthday is coming up, does any one have a present for me?”

We all smile at one another.

“I do,” I reply, “but it’s a secret, so you’ll have to be blindfolded before I can give it to you.”

“Okay,” you agree readily. Read the rest of this entry »

The Visit

Well, I had finally gotten the vacation time off and the plane ticket. I was going to see my good friend Dayna, who lived in Houston. My name’s Mike, and I’m a web design specialist in South Dakota. Dayna and I had been talking off and on in a chat room for over a year, and this was our first meeting. Yeah, I liked her, but she’s a lesbian. That was cool with me (wouldn’t it be for most guys? You never know when you might get lucky.)

I slept on the way there. It was only a 3 hour flight, but I’d been up a wee late last night packing. When I landed, I felt the nervous rush of adrenaline that always accompanies meeting a new person from online. I’d met people before, and it was fun. Read the rest of this entry »

The Cabin Ch. 3

You slowly wake feeling my tongue slowly licking your cock and expertly licking your balls. I move back and forth from your balls to your cock so you don”t get overly excited. You roll over on your back to give me best access and I continue to slowly lick and kiss my way around.

I look into your eyes as I slip up between your legs, slowly licking and kissing up one thigh and down the other, you feel only my warm breath as I pass your stiff cock, in order to spend equal time on the other thigh. I slowly cover it with gentle kisses and licks working my way back up. Read the rest of this entry »

Repayment

John answered the phone in his usual business voice, “Hi John”, he heard on the other line, a voice he did not recognize continued “You don’t know me directly, but we have a mutual friend. Karen and I have been…’intimate’ for several years now. I sure she has told you about me as she has told me a lot about you. My name is Ron.”

Stunned, John took a while to digest this information. Yes he had heard of Ron. Karen and he had been lovers for quite a while. She had confided in John that Ron was married and she was the “other woman”. While she felt terrible about it, she loved Ron dearly but put herself through hell periodically for what they did. Read the rest of this entry »

Love Letter Ch. 06

*LL 6 Real Life Intervenes*

“****This story picks up where LL 4 left off except this time life isn’t as perfect as either of them would want it to be. ******”

Another two weeks had gone by and they had both been busy, so much so that there were days that went without any calls or even e-mail between them. That was something new for them and it only served to heighten the tension when they finally did find a workable day and time in their schedules.

She was already undressed and laying in the bed, sitting back against the headboard, smoking what appeared to be the third cigarette since she had gotten there. Her left leg was bent and he had no problem seeing how her fingers were sliding in and out of her pussy as she waited for him to undress and join her. Read the rest of this entry »

The Orgasm Test

I looked at the advert in amazement. “Female volunteers sought for new research into the Orgasm.” It gave an address and a phone number. How could I resist? I had to do it.

My application was accepted and the day of the test arrived. I wondered what would be involved, thinking it was probably some kind of questionnaire about orgasms, and sex in general.

A handsome middle-aged male gynaecologist in his white coat interviewed me first, asking the types of questions I had expected. Then he asked me to sign a disclaimer form, and a consent form for further testing. I did this with no qualms, although a little nervous not knowing what else to expect. Read the rest of this entry »

Rich White Bitch Gets Gang-Banged Ch. 1

Wendy was 43, very attractive, meticulously groomed, and wore only the very best, expensive designer clothes. Her husband was very wealthy and worked in finance. They owned a big mansion in Double Bay with a superb water view.

Wendy did not have to work and did whatever she wanted. Her husband was often away with work and so she would spend her days shopping, going to lunch with friends, and then more shopping intermingled with trips to the beauty salon and hairdressers. She liked art and would often frequent the art gallery with friends buying some pieces for display in her ‘mansion’. Price was not an issue and she bought whatever she wanted. She was rich, attractive, and always got her way. To some her curt manner was almost rude. Read the rest of this entry »