By the time we had our morning coffee, it was almost ten in the morning. Cathy and I dressed casually for the day. We were just going to relax, enjoy a quiet day. Being married to her, there was bound to be more New Year’s “celebrating”. We walked into the dining room, and it was empty. A well-dressed lady approached us. “I’m sorry, but we aren’t serving today. We have very few guests. I hope you understand. You will be a...

Betty saw through my lies yesterday, completely picked apart my story like some sort of sexual Sherlock Holmes. If I had gone back today claiming my dry spell continued, she would have known. So I tried a feint. I left Lilly untouched that morning, having only time to explore her home before the coffee shop opened. That turned to my advantage. I was already clocked in when Betty unlocked the door, beelined for me as I was...

I’m sitting on the edge of my battered couch, mashing buttons on my controller, intently staring at the battle raging across my television screen. On the coffee table in front of me are three dead bottles like a little beer cemetery. The fourth one’s still half-full, sweating onto the cheap wood top, leaving a ring. I risk a second, taking my eyes off the carnage to glance at my phone screen, 10:30, we’ve been at it for h...

Retrieving her panties from where she had left them for me, I held them to my face, soaked in their juices, breathing in the scent of her and her latest guest. I slipped them on, relishing the feel of the wet gusset against my balls. Grasping my cock through the soft fabric, I jerked off at the thought of her being fucked by the virile young man. My cock pulsed as I added my cum to theirs, wearing them to bed. I would han...

As I drove to his house, I felt the heat between my legs building. I squirmed in the seat, squeezing my thighs together, and I felt the slickness between my labia and a heavy throbbing ache. The mostly empty 2-lane road, straight for miles at a time and lined with intermittent scenes of featureless pastures or forest, encouraged my mind to drift. I thought about what had happened in our first session, and my thoughts kept...

I’m sitting on the edge of my battered couch, mashing buttons on my controller, intently staring at the battle raging across my television screen. On the coffee table in front of me are three dead bottles like a little beer cemetery. The fourth one’s still half-full, sweating onto the cheap wood top, leaving a ring. I risk a second, taking my eyes off the carnage to glance at my phone screen, 10:30, we’ve been at it for h...

Another day on the job. I wonder if it will be like yesterday. After years as a delivery driver for multiple companies, I've seen a lot. I've encountered it all on the road, from crazy drivers to wild weather and everything in between. I went to college and got a degree in engineering, just like my dad wanted. He had done well with his degree, so I followed his advice. I got an engineering job after graduating. It paid we...