It was our twentieth wedding anniversary, and the hotel and restaurant were booked. As we drove into the Scottish Highlands through the country roads, the wildlife was abundant: deer ran across the road ahead of us, kestrels flew above, and the sun shone bright. Jenny saw the castle and said, “Is this our hotel?” “Sure is, darling,” I replied. “Looks amazing.” We pulled into the car park, there were only a handful of cars...

It’d been a hard week again, working extra hours. Some rest and play were much needed. Anna had prepared a wonderful meal for us both, we shared a bottle of wine whilst we were eating. We settled down on the sofa for a “firestick and chill” kinda evening, the wine flowed freely, and we were trying to find a film to watch when I scrolled down and found the “Adult section.” Her eyes lit up. “Oh, haven’t seen this before.” “...

It was a Sunday morning at 8.30, I woke up first the wife was still asleep after being drunk from the night before. She ended up sleeping in the white sheer panties I’d bought her a while ago (ones with a bra-like hook on the sides) and a tee shirt. “I needed a pee.” I got back into bed and snuggled in beside her, spooning her perfectly round ass. She pushed it into my crotch, and she stirred. “Morning, you drunken bum,"...