I used to go into "adult" chat rooms. I met "Norm" one evening when hubby Arthur was away. I was intrigued to learn he and his wife were swingers. CANDYSSECRET (not my real handle): Do you mind if I ask, how did you two start having an open marriage and all this swinging stuff? If my Arthur wanted to do that, I'd jump at it. I hate keeping my secrets. NORMOPENGUY (not his real handle): Well, it all happened rather suddenl...

It was my 40th birthday, and here I was in a hotel room. The calls from hubby and other family had ended around 9:30, and I'd gone down to the hotel bar. The naked man picking up his clothes to get dressed had to be twenty years my junior, but for some reason he had found me interesting downstairs. The sex was fine, he knew how to please a woman. We had made love twice and even done 69. The thing is, even cheating can get...

I'd been babysitting for the Rikers for years, since I was sixteen, and they both were really nice. Candice taught me so much about my babysitting duties – really mothering duties. Matt was always polite and friendly and always inquired about my schoolwork and sports. I'd had a schoolgirl crush on him off and on, but of course, I knew he was married, so I had always put it out of my mind. Matt was usually the one who drov...

I was already eighteen when I got to college, and as you know, I'd been enjoying sex for a couple years. There were the parties - me and other girls and whatever guys came along. Shirly and I met at a fraternity party, coming out of the basement area where couples went to engage in whatever. I had a sticky belly to show for it; so she knew I was no puritan. (One might have asked how puritan the puritans were.) And I was p...

It was a warm and sunny day early in the summer. I was hiking on a trail a short drive from my home. A man approached from the other direction. He looked familiar. Long time ago? Oh my god! "George?" George and I had a fling the summer between my freshman and sophomore years, after I abandoned my career as a stripper, and if I admitted it, a whore. He surely knew how to push a girl's buttons; he pushed mine on our first d...

A transfer within the company sent me on the road a few times a year. It hadn't taken long for me to realize that once the barriers to cheating are breached, it becomes easier, almost normal. By the time this story happened, hotel bars had led three total strangers to my rooms. Plus, I was still carrying on with George and his wife, Melanie. But until this, the hotel room stories were too ordinary to write about. It start...

Introduction: We met Sean and Betty at dinner the first night on a cruise ship. It turned out they only live fifty miles from us. We said we'd try to get together sometime after the cruise, but that never happened, well, except for Sean and me. The next morning, Arthur and I went hiking in St. Maarten, while Betty and Sean went horseback riding. We enjoyed their company at dinner again. Even though his wife was, so far, e...

I told you I was done with the Candy on Candy series, but I got to thinking readers might be interested in a conversation I had with Sean on our third or fourth rendezvous at the no-tell motel. I'd gone to the bathroom to get a wash cloth to wipe myself off after our romps that night. We were lying naked next to each other on the bed chatting. Sean asked me, "How old were you the first time you had sex?" I told him I was...