Around my 30th birthday, I decided to treat myself to an escort. A hooker. A prostitute. It had been about two years since my last serious girlfriend and I needed some energetic sex and fantasy without, frankly, spending all of the time dating and buildin...
As a rule, I didn’t mess with married women. Well, the ones wearing their rings, that is, the ones that were obviously married and didn’t even try to hide it. If a woman is in a hotel bar with her ring on, one of four things is probably going on: she want...
The message on my phone said “The conference has ended, so I am all yours. I’m in room 505. Bring a bottle of wine and a bottle of lube. I’m looking forward to finding out whether you are all talk or whether your tongue is as talented as you say it is.” I...
They woke to bright sunshine peeking in through the cracks in the blinds. He’d already been awake for a while when her eyes fluttered open. A gentle smile spread when she turned to see Jeremy looking at her, knowing he’d been doing so for a while. He pull...
We met for dessert at the hotel restaurant just to feel each other out a bit. It was a strange town for us both, and we happened to be in the same city, mainly just for this occasion. It was a Tuesday evening, so there wasn't much of a crowd as we chatted...
We planned it months in advance: a weekend away from the kids attending a conference for married couples only. B booked a nice suite at the hotel complete with a fireplace and jetted tub. I found people willing to take care of our three kids for the weeke...
Leslie thought she would feel shame or remorse the day after her kinky encounter with her three male superiors, but she felt none. She had loved every moment of their sinful, erotic evening. So much so that she found herself fantasizing at work about Park...
My boss Peter and I met one of our customers at a bar at the Seasons. Peter seemed to have a thing for that particular hotel. I wasn’t certain why I was there, since I had little to do with customer relations. But I was interviewing for an opening in my d...
Sam It was really rainy when Mark and I landed in Boston. A good excuse to spend our first night at the hotel, enjoying some alone time together in the room. We fucked over and over, and lay around eating room service and talking while we recuperated. It...
Until I met Kirsty on a short flight up to Edinburgh, my experience of Scottish MILFS consisted of watching Georgie Lyall videos on PornHub. The flight from London’s City Airport had already been delayed by nearly two hours; the passengers were getting re...
I couldn't sleep, thinking about what Jim said. I didn't know if he was serious or not. I would marry him that day if he wanted. Jim had to leave for work earlier than I did. Our hours were very different, so we couldn't ride together. His were seven to t...
Jeff and I dated occasionally, but it seemed like all he wanted to do was hop into bed. That wasn't what I wanted. We agreed to stay friends but not date anymore. As my job training continued, I started to get more help from the other men in the office. I...
Chapter seven My heart skipped a few beats, and I smiled. How does he know? Starving for food and a drink after our day of walking, I raced through a cold shower and flung on black slacks and a bright orange top. I would be conspicuous; the bright colour...
A few days passed with no word or insinuation that Jessica had heard anything. Me and Mary had begun to think that maybe we were in the clear or that Jessica had simply decided it was none of her business. Jessica is a five-foot-eight, slim athletic girl...
When I was sixteen, I did a lot of things, but one of the prized moments of my teenage years was when I was sixteen, as it was the time I lost my virginity. My friend decided to ask his stepmom if I could go to the beach with him and her, (she brought two...
