I'd been to Tyler's home almost every other week over the last couple months. Each time was as wonderful as the first one. But it all was bothering me. Not guilt, but fear. Fear of having my world collapse around me. As I was catching my breath in bed next to Tyler one Sunday, I told him how nervous I was. Maybe I should cool it. He sensed that and understood, he said. Of course, it was easier because he had a new girlfri...

It was several weeks after Tyler showed up in the office. My fantasy love affair with him was raging whenever I was alone at home. Tyler and I had sat across from each other at lunch in the cafeteria a few times, sometimes with the others but sometimes not. It was at one of those lunches that I could no longer hold it in. I told him, "You know I had a terrible crush on you in high school." "I'm sorry. It never occurred to...

Back in my high school days, I had a huge crush on Tyler Peters. He was super popular and dated the hottest girls, especially if they had a reputation for being "fast" - everybody knew who they were. I was a plain Jane wallflower, though far from ugly. A plain Becky, if you want to use my own name. Tyler was in most of my AP classes and was super smart. He was always nice to me, but that didn't include asking me out. It d...

Karl: I was visiting State College to meet with a professor about battlefield AI training for the Army. I had lunch in a cafeteria. I may be a forty year-old Sergeant Major, but my dick still twitches watching the young chick's carry their trays to their tables. Amber: I could tell he was a soldier even if he was in civies. "Hey Cindy, see that soldier sitting over there," I said. "He's fucking buff. Gorgeous, too." Cindy...

My hubby Mark's brother, Paul, came over to borrow a tool for fixing a valve. Mark was in St. Louis. They always shared tools. Paul knew where to look when Mark wasn't around. When I answered the door, he disappeared downstairs and emerged with an L-shaped rod. Feeling lonely, I offered him a beer. We took two to the living room and chatted for an hour. I wasn't the only lonely one. Paul's Sharon was in England. I grabbed...

After Frank's military tour was up, he and Lydia stayed in California. They raised the girl, Margo, who she had conceived while we were together and a boy, Carl, who came along later, both named after us. Our contacts had diminished to Christmas card notes. But both couples were empty nesters now. Their kids and our Cindy and Noel were all in college or working far from home. We were surprised when we got a call from Lydi...

If you read the previous story, you know about my online trysts with Derek during the Covid work-at-home era. At the time, I rationalized this would let me have some fun without returning to my cheating in real life. I had been trying to get my act together and be faithful for a few years. But the return to the office led to opportunities for IRL meetings that were impossible to resist. But before we could act on that, we...

As soon as Covid hit, before everybody even knew what it was, we all started working from home. My office was no different. There's not much about engineering that forces you to come to the office. Still, it was wrenching; long-time colleagues reverted to email and office texting contacts. There was a new guy, Derek, who needed help getting up to speed. He'd come on board the week before everything shut down. I'd never me...

Once we were trying to make babies, Lydia, Frank, Carl, and I continued to meet for breakfast and sex. But we stayed with our spouses rather than risk swaps, even with condoms. Lydia and I were careful when we got together. There wasn't any literature telling us whether a bisexual partner could get a girlfriend pregnant if a husband's sperm was still hanging out from the night before. We didn't want our fingers, tongues,...

It had to happen eventually, the military owning our lives. Carl was sent across the country for a month of training. Of course, I wondered what was going to happen to the Breakfast Club. But the day after telling me about the trip, Carl surprised me, "I think it would be OK if you kept having breakfast with Lydia and Frank." To be sure exactly what he was including in breakfast, I replied, "Thanks. That's nice. But ..."...

I saw Lydia in the hall the day after Carl and I made up. It was Thursday. We had been passing each other without eye contact. Thinking we had to do something to stay friends, I tentatively suggested, "Why don't you come in?" As soon as the door closed, we stared at each other for a moment, and both broke into sobs. Finally, we embraced. "I'm so sorry. I started that," she said. "No, no, I was with you all the way with ou...

The boys improved their breakfast cooking skills to include such delicacies as jelly omelets, cheese omelets and over easy eggs. The Breakfast Club studied sex manuals together and tried new and different things after every breakfast. We were amazed at the different positions in the manual and would both try the same thing. 69 was such an exotic experience. But really, we kept it conventional, other than having sex in the...

Introduction:It was boys against girls in canasta. The prize was, losers had to cook. Carl and I lived in officers’ housing and were good friends with Lydia and Frank. We went to baseball games with them, played cards, went to church and generally had a good, honorable time with them. Both couples had been married for a little over a year and hadn't taken advantage of the Army's free babies. (Military hospitals only charg...

Allie: My prom date, Nathan, had no trouble taking advantage of my sudden willingness to open my legs (and mouth). Strangely, he didn't ask how I, after having such strict limits until then, was not a virgin the first time with him. After that night, we often shacked up after school. I had to make excuses when I was seeing Luther. Luther knew about Nate but not the other way around. My mother, who wouldn't have earned a r...

Our daughter, Allie, turned 16 way too soon for our liking. I knew she wasn't sexually active; frustrated, boyfriends came and went. We were open about everything, and she had promised to tell me when that changed, so I was sure. But I convinced her to get an implant "just in case" and for "when it happens." Seventeen came and went, still a virgin. She turned 18 in spring of her senior year. I was afraid a drunken prom da...