I know there are thousands of ‘plumber and housewife’ stories out there, but this is my story, and I think it’s worth reading. My husband, Jack, had called a plumber to fix the leak coming from the garbage disposal under the kitchen sink. The plumber scheduled us for Saturday morning, the same time that Jack left for his 36-hole day at the country club gold course, leaving me home to deal with the plumber. I felt no need...

Part of what I do when my job requires me to be on the road and I’m staying in hotels is finding time to work out at the hotel's gym and spa. On this occasion, I ran the treadmill for 30 minutes, then, after working out on several weight machines, I figured a massage would be perfect for my sore muscles. I talked to the woman at the spa counter. She explained that they only had two massage rooms in the spa and both were b...

I traced the rim of my martini glass with my red lacquered fingernail as I slowly took in the patrons of the hotel bar. Several men were present, but all were with women and unavailable. I bit my bottom lip, thinking I could use a man, a virile stud to sate my lust and keep me from spending my last night in my lonely hotel room before going home to my husband tomorrow. I sighed, picked up my drink, and downed what was lef...

To begin with, my name is Beverly, and I should start by confessing that I am a woman with an insatiable appetite for sex. I got into swinging when I turned 20, and attended many swinger events. I met Jack at a sex club. He told me he fell in love with me while watching me getting gangbanged by six well-endowed men. After we married, we continued in the lifestyle. In this story, I was sitting on my living room couch, with...