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Fixing the Electrical Short

I am a single divorced woman and I know what I like and I know what I want. Still I need some help.

I am a happy-go lucky divorced gal and I love the new neighborhood where I have moved. I needed a new start after being married ten years. While I love being single, I miss having a man around the house to fix things. Lucky for me, my next door neighbor seems to be quite the handy man and whenever I need something fixed, all I have to do is walk next door. I do my best on my own, but lucky...Read On


Teaching A Teenager About Sex

Terry was a cute little thing and was eager to learn about sex.

When my wife and I first met, she had just become a nurse and was rooming with her best friend, Patti. Patti was gorgeous and my future wife was gorgeous, so I had to choose between them. Which one would I ask out? I chose Jennifer because she was a natural blonde with blue eyes, a terrific body, and was a push-over when it came to getting her into bed. That was twenty years ago and my wife...Read On


Fixing the Shower

I am a single woman. I need things fixed. I pay up anyway I can.

I am a healthy and happily divorced twenty-eight year old woman. I never intended to be divorced at 28, but it happened. I am self-sustaining,except when it comes to fixing things around my house. I cannot fix a garage door or a broken garbage disposal or a leaking shower head. I can do a lot of things, but those items I cannot do. Fortunately for me, I have a rather robust, fairly good...Read On


Fixing the Garbage Disposal

I looked into my bathroom mirror. I am a healthy divorced woman. I have needs.

I had a short love affair with Jack, my favorite self-pleasuring tool. But Jack is limited, being a tool, and so this woman is desperately in need of a real man. I pride myself in being a self-sustaining woman, since my divorce. I didn’t need a man, I had Jack. But Jack couldn’t fix a garage door and he certainly couldn’t fix a broken garbage disposal. I thought about my next door...Read On


Thicker than Blood-Part Nine

Wo suffers more from betrayal the betrayed or the betrayers?

“I’m nervous,” said Jenna. “No, scared—no nervous. Oh, I don’t know what I am.” There was still a good fifty miles to go. But, the road was clear and the sunny day nice. He smiled over at her. “We’re doing this right,” said James. “We know what we have to do, and, we can do it.” “We have to convince him,” she said. “We will, I have a feeling,” said James. “You wanna stop and...Read On


I'd Wanted To Fuck Her For So Long (Part 4)

I'd been friends with her for so long, and now finding out how great the sex was...

Considering how long I had been friends with Brandy and her husband Brian, how many times I'd socialized with them, we'd hung out as couples (with my wife and I), and the fact that our kids had been growing up together, I had never imagined crossing a line with her like we'd just crossed. Her husband, quite honestly, was an asshole. Overweight, loud, obnoxious, and openly rude towards...Read On

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Something To Believe In

I was such a good Christian girl when this whole thing started. The one man I had ever been with was my husband and then only after our wedding day. Honestly, I thought sex was overrated. I submitted to it twice a week, or as Jimmy needed it. I never wanted it for myself. It all started when I asked my husband if I could get a job. We didn't need the income, but he worked such long...Read On



free time

I thought today would just be a shitty day. On Tuesday's everything sucks for me. Lately the snow and then the crappy swingers party last Saturday. It all added up to just blah. Then I was told the boss was heading out on a trip and would be leaving after lunch. So what is a girl to do with all of this freedom? As if he is even going to notice me skipping work early. What a great opportunity...Read On


a quickie

after work fun

Great, another dull day after having my period all weekend. All that I could think about was sex and I was so worked up I would just about say yes to anybody. As usual the day was slow and work was boring. I unfortunately work with boring people as well. Could my day get any worse? Maybe it's the thought of Spring being so close that my hormones were a mess. Who knows, but I needed some fun...Read On


Cabin Fever

A married woman's latent bisexual energy is released...

She panted loudly like a loyal dog following its master on a long run along the beach. I heard her metered sounds of lust pulsing through the cabin wall and I could tell she tried her best to muzzle herself. She either had her hand over her mouth as he moved his hips between her legs, or her face was buried in a pillow, as he slide inside her from behind. Or maybe, it was something else....Read On


Fixing The Garage Door

Cadey's story of desperation.

I was late for work. The garage door didn’t open fast enough and I had hit the stupid door with the car. Crap! I pulled back into the garage and hit the “Down” button. The garage door creaked and then it stopped half closed. I got out and surveyed the damage. The door hung off the roller on one side. I didn’t know what to do. I was pissed. I had been divorced about six months and had...Read On


Cozumel Adventures, Part III

The night was going to be a special one. I just didn't know how special.

The trip to Cozumel for my wife and I was a ten-year celebration of sorts. As we bounced along a bumpy asphalt roadway, in a Mexican taxi, on our way to meet up with some friends from the United States that Mary Anne had accidentally discovered shopping in a market, I knew the evening was going to be full or fun and merriment. We weren’t two blocks from the hotel when Mary Anne hiked up...Read On


Cozumel Adventures, Part II

Cozumel was supposed be out tenth anniversary celebration. It became more than that. . .

As I lay in bed, in our hotel room, in Cozumel, next to my slumbering life-partner of ten years, staring at the ceiling, I grew increasingly frustrated. I was horny and she was counting sheep. This was not how I envisioned a ten-year celebration. I looked at the clock. It was midnight. Outside our fourth floor balcony I could hear the sound of reggae music and people laughing. I slipped out...Read On


Thicker than Blood Part 8

Who is hurt more by betrayal the betrayed or the betrayers?

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR 2015 “He just disappeared, again!” said Ronald. “Yes, and I have no idea why,” said Stacey. “But, we do,” said James. His new wife looked down. “Huh? What?” said Stacey. ‘“Before we came here today, Jenna and I talked. I’d asked her why her dad hadn’t said that ‘he’ was giving her away. At first she didn’t know, but then she started thinking,” said James. ...Read On


Cozumel Adventures, Part I

We went to celebrate ten years, but things happened . .

My wife and I checked into the hotel, after a long flight to Cozumel. We were both bushed and I was looking forward to turning in for the night. As were checking in, a very beautiful young lady, probably in her early twenties, was also checking in. I did my best to mind my manners, but I couldn’t help but notice her lovely form, as she sported a very low cut, and very short, sundress,...Read On


Thicker Than Blood Part 7

Whis is it that is hurt most by betrayal the betrayed or the betrayers?

The meeting with the judge had gone well. Winifred Clark did have some friends at court, and with Nathan backing her efforts the meeting had gone, well, well. This was one trip to the prison that she was actually looking forward to. She pulled into the spacious fenced in parking area and strode to the gatehouse that led to the inner grounds of the DOC. Admitted, she headed for the hall...Read On


The College Coed Who Needed A Tutor, Part II

I had Never Tutored anyone before, but then again, I had never been a college professor before.

I was curious. I had guaranteed Rachel, a student in my college class, an excellent passing grade in exchange for some outside-the-classroom fun. Rachel’s apartment was just across the street from the community college where I was an adjunct professor. I passed Rachel’s roommate, who was on her way into the apartment from where I had left Rachel, naked on her couch and hopefully, well satisfied....Read On


From Good Friends To Hot Lovers

Vanessa finally tells James she has wanted him for a long time.

Vanessa and her family moved into our neighborhood about a year ago . Our families hit it off from the start. The other thing that happened from the start was I thought she was so fucking hot. She had curves in all the right spots. When I looked at her, I was totally intoxicated. Sometimes we would have cook-outs with just our families. We all would sit on the deck and watch our kids swim in...Read On


A Change Of Pace For Me

A well-deserved rendezvous

A great round of sex with my husband helped me forget a dreary weekend party but I still craved something new. Trouble was, I couldn't see anything appealing in sight and the coming of Spring had my hormones going into overdrive. Work was dragging along so I decided to check my emails from a site I frequent. My inbox was full of typical crap from guys telling me they were going to rock...Read On

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Sadie's Confession

Sadie's virtue is targeted by the cockiest bastard in the office.

Thanks for letting me come round. This has been burning inside me for days now – it’s driving me mad, keeping me up nights. I’m sure Alec’s noticed something’s wrong. I can’t hold it in anymore, I have to tell someone. You know, a release valve. And – well, I know you won’t judge. In fact knowing you, I think you’ll probably enjoy it. Just try not to enjoy it too much. You know already,...Read On


She Was Too Sexy To Refuse - 2

Angela came back for more.

I came home later in the week, early from work. I was hoping to get some yard work completed. I went to the building and laid out the tools. Just as I was walking out, Angela came walking up. She looked so fucking hot in her short cut-off jeans and a half-shirt. I could tell she wasn’t wearing a bra. “Damn, she is so fucking sexy,” I thought.  When she got to where I was, she wasted no...Read On


Thicker than Blood - Part Six

Who is it that is hurt most by betrayal, the betrayed or the betrayers?

My first half year at state was bad and worse than bad. It was the loneliness mostly. The nights were the worst of course, nothing to do but think and wonder how things were going back there, at his house. From the way Stacey’d talked to me that last time I’d seen her while I was still in county lockup, I was sure that what they were saying about me to Jenna as well as to each other was...Read On


Becoming A Cheating Slut

My path to becoming a slut begins...

What is it they say about things coming in threes? Well, I certainly felt like it was the case after the nights events. It’s five a.m. and I’m immersed in the hot, bubbly, sweet scented water, but even after scrubbing I can’t get rid of the smell of them. Mints, mouthwash and toothpaste don’t take the taste of them away. No amount of bathing or cleaning will work in cleansing the acts which...Read On


Thicker than blood - Part Five

Who is it that suffers the more, the betrayed or the betrayer?

“It’s evidently serious,” said Stacey. He smiled at her words. “And you know this how?” he said. “Jenna. Said she came over when she was there last week. They were very friendly. Jenna, is happy for him or so she told me,” said Stacey. “Hmm, interesting, I guess. I mean I never expected that he would go forever without a woman. But that woman? Weird,” he said. “No weirder than you...Read On


My First Affair

They both needed things they couldn't get at home.

I met Sherrie at a local theatre where we both volunteered as ushers. She was about ten years younger than me and very easy to talk with. It didn’t start at all sexual. Sherrie and I usually talked about our spouses, kids, and general small talk. Not at all anything you could call flirting, but we always had pleasant conversations every time we worked the same performance. A couple weeks...Read On


My Daughter's Best Friend

Katee was so adorable and affectionate! Should I try to seduce her?

My wife and daughter and I had just moved to Boston, so she had to take the night shift at the hospital, working from eleven PM to seven AM. Our daughter, Debbie, was sixteen and was a typical teenage girl, interested only in boys. That bothered me a lot, but I had to get used to it. The first week of school when Debbie brought home a new friend, Katee, my heart jumped up into my throat when...Read On


Tennis with the Neighbor, Part IV

Pam was almost more than I could stand, but then she introduced me to Audrey.

Pam was a “hottie” and my tennis buddy. She was also my wife’s best friend and jogging buddy. Pam was also a huge tease and seemed to have an insatiable appetite for sex, something for which I was more than happy to work with her on. About a week passed since Pam and I managed to first hook up. I felt guilty having entered into an affair with my wife’s best friend, but at the same time, I...Read On


Thicker than Blood-PART FOUR

Who is it that is hurt most by betrayal the betrayed or the betrayers?

CHAPTER SIXTEEN 2003 “Mom, I have a thing going with Marlene and the pep squad this weekend. I know da—Uncle David will understand,” said Jenna. Her mother nodded. This would be the fourth time in the past several months that she had missed her weekend with her Uncle David. Stacey was concerned about him going off on her. She was sure he was going to blame her or Ronald for Jenna’s...Read On


Repressed Slut Wife (Part Five)

Bill finds out about Cherie's cheating.

Dear Cherie, So let me get this straight. Bill knew about you and I in your guesthouse? And he suspected that you had been screwing around on him after your workouts this last month? But he never said anything? He let it go on? Oh my. You said that, after your evening session with Bazil and Amos, that he had called the club and they told him that you had left. He suspected that you were...Read On


The Online Affair Goes Live

A lonely housewife takes an online affair one step further.

Her husband left for work, and shortly after, she woke. Feeling alone, and cold. She rose and showered. Preparing herself for the day. Putting makeup on, which wasn't part of her normal routine. She needed to feel pretty today. She left the house, stopped for gas on her way to the hotel where her lover was waiting. She'd never done anything like this before, and her heart raced, her palms...Read On