Chapter 2: Courtney had been incredible in bed, an incredible fuck, but it was a little awkward letting my wife know that Courtney had left taking with her a set of my wife’s lingerie and CFM heels. My wife’s reaction surprised me. "That's okay, I'll go shopping to replace them. Don’t worry about that.” Then she quickly changed gears and said, “I thought you would have been sleeping with Angie. How did Courtney end up her...

Courtney had been the babysitter for our neighborhood from the time she was fifteen. She was the dependable babysitter parents relied upon and every kid loved. She was a skinny redhead with green eyes and a shy personality. Although my wife Jan and I had no children of our own, every kid in the neighborhood knew where to find our garage freezer. We kept it stocked with ice cream bars and other frozen treats for them to ta...

It all started when a package was delivered by mistake to my house. It belonged to a neighbor two houses down from mine. I looked it over. I called out to my wife and told her I was taking it to our neighbor Jean. When I got to her house and rang the doorbell, no one answered, and then suddenly as I was leaving, the door flew open. Jean stood in front of me with a towel wrapped around her head and a housecoat wrapped arou...

The taste of Kathy was still on my lips after I brought her to her first climax with my mouth. I could hold back no longer. I wanted to fuck Kathy more than anything I had ever wanted before. I pulled myself up and away from the feast I had just tasted and positioned myself over Kathy’s marvelous body and leaned down to suck a nipple into my mouth. As I suckled a low moan released itself from Kathy’s mouth and she said, “...

An unexpected family emergency had me driving to San Deigo from Denver via Southern Arizona. The route I was on went through Tucson. I was tired from driving for over straight ten hours, but thought I would tough it out and get to Yuma before taking a rest. My phone rang and when I answered I found it was my wife, Amy, calling. “Hi honey, where are you?” “Nearly to Tucson.” “Perfect! I called Kathy and she’s got a room wa...

Part 1: Nanette After a divorce and early retirement, pre-Covid, I was bored. I had worked in corporate communications and now I was wondering what to do with my time. Out of the blue I got a call from Mary, my ex-sister in law. Mary was a store manager for a high-end clothing and shoe store. We had always been friendly and our bond wasn't broken when I split up with her sister. After a little chitchat I asked, "What's up...

As a manager of a large accounting department, I was lucky to have the most talented secretary in the world working with, not for, me. Sandy (not her real name) is hardworking, smart and most importantly, knowledgeable about the company in general and bookkeeping specifically. I recognized her talent early and encouraged her to get a Business Degree, which she did with Honors, and I encouraged her to look for new opportun...

I want to share a recent, unexpected experience. For perspective, I’m a fifty-five-year-old male, recently retired from a law firm I helped establish after realizing seventy-hour work weeks were not a healthy way to live. I had planned well, had plenty of money saved for retirement, and—to the shock of family and friends—I pulled the plug and walked away from my firm. My overall health is very good to excellent, but my go...

[Note: this story picks up immediately from Part 2] Chris led me into the marital bedroom she shared with my son. I removed the lingerie set she was wearing, but left her heels on. We were both naked and I pulled her to my body and my rigid cock pressed into her growing belly. Our tongues played and she sucked my tongue into her mouth. “Daddy,” Chris said, “I need you to please me. I haven’t been touched in a long while....

I met Sofia when my neighbor’s five-year-old son, Jackson, yelled at me to say hello. When I looked up I was spellbound. My neighbors had told me that they were getting a live-in nanny to help with their son and newborn daughter, and there, I assumed, she was. Sofia was, I later learned, a twenty-eight-year-old black woman that was vision of perfection. She stood about five feet three inches tall, with a runner’s toned bo...

As a fifty two year old man, I have always had a thing for pregnant women, always been attracted to them. This recent experience happened to me from out of the blue. And given the circumstances, I should feel guilty about it, but I don’t. I had just gotten home after a long day at work, and my phone rang. Looking at the number, I recognized it was my youngest son’s landline. He had recently accepted a work assignment in A...

I have always loved curvy women. Some people refer to them as chubby or fat. I think of them as "Rubenesque." Women who are full-figured, curvy and shapely have always grabbed my eye and attention. I’ve always believed they are fantastic lovers because of the sexuality they carry around with them. It’s almost like an aura that is natural to them. This true story started when I moved to Memphis a few years ago. I had recen...

On a whim I purchased a lotto ticket. The pot was $345 million so I figured nothing ventured, nothing gained. The evening of the drawing I went to bed with a savings account not worth mentioning. The next day, after taxes, I had $225 million in the bank. I gave my notice at work and suddenly I was retired. Over the course of a couple of months I hired a lawyer and an accountant and got my financial affairs in order. I use...

A snowstorm recently pummelled the eastern part of Colorado and into the Denver suburbs and seemed to go on forever but actually lasted only five days. During that time, I must have shovelled my sidewalk and driveway a half dozen times just the first day to keep it from building up. After the second or third time, I was outside working, I remembered my neighbor Will had told me he was going on a business trip that would c...

Roselyn, and her husband Ross, continued to be my close friends. This was primarily because of our kids. My ex had grown up with Roselyn and had been her best friend. But when we split up I ended up with most of Roselyn’s friendship. Not long after my divorce, I started an affair with her. I felt guilty about it…for about a minute. Her husband was a good guy, but he enjoyed drinking and betting on football more than focus...