Cathy made love to him that morning with greater vigour than she had the night before; it was not out of the ordinary though. Some wives could be inhibited making love with another man while her husband was present in the home. It was understandable, wanting to spare their husband’s feelings by not showing their excitement in being made love to by another man. But not all wives were uninhibited; some thrived on the freedo...

Greg’s hand was shaking as he pushed his key into the lock of his front door. He had been working all night as a motorway patrol officer and he was tired. He was also nervous. He hung up his jacket and dropped his keys into the bowl and walked into the kitchen. A stranger greeted him with a nod. A man he'd never met before sat at the kitchen table, a mug of coffee in front of him. Greg nodded back. “Cathy’s upstairs, she...

Sara stared down at her coffee cup as she slowly stirred. She was deep in thought and pensive. “Is everything okay?” Brian asked her as he sat down at the kitchen table alongside her. ”Everything is fine,” she responded without looking up. The silence between them remained for a few moments until Sara broke it. “Do you want me to cuckold you, Brian?” His head jolted back. “No of course not,” he responded adamantly. “Why?”...

Sophie was sitting at her dressing table brushing her dark brown hair when he arrived home. Jack halted in the doorway of their bedroom and looked at her momentarily before turning his attention to their large double bed, which looked freshly made. He was nervous. Sophie turned and smiled at him; she was dressed and looked refreshed. “Hi darling” Jack returned her smile and walked over to her to accept the offer of her fu...

For a moment they just stood there looking at each other; it was almost as if they were waiting for one another to open the conversation. It was Brian spoke first. “Been reading my Kindle then, hey?” he said with a smile. “Yes, I was cleaning the bookshelves the other day and just opened it out of interest. Why?” Brian shrugged his shoulders. “Nothing,” he responded. “Just curious, that’s all.” Sara stepped past him as sh...

Brian got home before her that evening. Sara had a bit of shopping to get to, and she was later than usual. It had been a busy afternoon at the Building Society, where she worked, and she had found it hard to concentrate. Her head was spinning from the recent events surrounding the Kindle. It was hard to take it all in. It wasn’t so much the revelations but the desires that had been awoken in her. She once had a friend wh...

Sara wasn’t due to go into work until lunchtime next day so it gave her more time with Brian’s Kindle. Last night he had been reading John Grisham’s Gray Mountain so she made a mental note of the last read page number and then went through his library. He had a quite an extensive range of erotica and she noticed that many were of the Cuckold and Wife Lovers genre. It intrigued her. Going back to his bookmarks she opened u...

Sara was still shaking when she put Brian’s Kindle back on the bookshelf. Her world had been turned upside down. It wasn’t just the fact that Brian had bookmarked the passages that she had just read but it was also their content. She had often read erotica; she enjoyed it. She considered that she had a healthy interest in it; even if some of it had been hardcore BDSM. Perhaps Brian’s taste could be considered the hardcore...

Sara tossed the Kindle onto the bed before kicking off her shoes and taking off her jeans. She thought about taking off her panties as well but they were cotton, pink cotton, and she liked the feel of them against her sex as she masturbated. It was cold at first under the duvet but she soon warmed up. She reached for the Kindle again and selected another bookmarked page. ‘They were alone now. Don had closed the hotel room...

Sara sighed as she stared at the bookcase in the study. Dust was beginning to gather on the shelves and she stood at the ready with duster in hand. They were both avid readers and had quite a collection with topics ranging from Biography’s to DIY. There were also lots of thrillers and murder mystery books. She quite liked Ruth Rendell and Brian liked Jeffrey Archer. They also had a few erotica books but they were kept els...

Carla was late getting back home. A traffic accident on the by-pass had blocked the road and she was held up, arriving home just after eleven o’clock. Tom was there waiting for her. She was all flustered. She had intended relaxing in the bath before dressing for him. She hated rushing; hurrying was going to take the edge off it all. “There was a crash on the by-pass,” she told him. Tom was looking down at her carrier bag....

Tom came back that evening with his quotation. Carla had mentioned to Jo about getting him to give them a quotation for the shed lighting but she never expected him to return with it so quickly. She left the two of them together to discuss it while she went to attend to the children. Tom gave her a smile as she left them. No doubt he was thinking about earlier. Carla was too. The picture in her mind of her laying back in...

Carla managed to hold out for five days. She had taken his card out of her bag after getting home from her shopping trip and pinned it to the kitchen notice board. There were a few business cards there of services that they had either used in the past or might need in the future. Jo had looked it and commented on what a good job he had down. Carla had looked at it too but with a smile; she had commented to herself on the...

It was as if a prayer had been answered when Carla heard the doorbell ring and found a workman standing on the doorstep when she answered. “Sal at number seven said you needed a plumber,” he told her. “I was round there fixing her dishwasher.” Sal was a neighbour and she had sounded off to her in the supermarket the day before about Jo, her husband, blocking her sink up. She looked him up and down. He seemed genuine enoug...

Claire was ready for Neil when he arrived home. Showered, dressed, wearing stockings and heels to welcome him home. She had also partly prepared dinner and had a bottle of Barossa Valley Shiraz opened and ready. All that was needed now was to grill the sirloin steaks. Neil looked a little shocked when he walked through the door with his briefcase and cane. “What’s all this for?” he asked her, looking round the room, befor...