My wife and I have been married for ten years, and we have two kids. Up until a week ago, everything was perfect… A week ago my wife came home from work, and had me delay supper so we could have sex. Her pussy was full of cum. She told me about her new boss and his eight-inch cock, and how he had screwed her on his desk, and how great it was. She wanted to do it again. I told her she’d have to get permission. She just cal...

I’d driven by the bookstore lots of times. Often, I’d thought about stopping, but I never did. Sometimes, when I got home, I’d close my eyes, and pretend that I had stopped, and gone into one of the booths, and had, well, I’d had a good time. I’m fifty, married, and work in a profession where discretion is absolutely necessary (I‘m a CPA). My wife has pretty much given up on sex since she started menopause so I’m left wit...

I have a tiny penis. There, I said it. Not that I haven’t known for most of my life, but admitting it lets me begin to deal with it. I guess I first knew back in school. We were required to shower after gym; the coach made us line up and walk through the showers. There were ten shower heads set mostly warm but the last one was ice cold. We lined up and walked around the loop. Over the course of several gym classes we all...

We’d gone dogging for the first time last week. That is, we'd found a remote parking area with several cars. In one of the cars, a couple was fooling around sexually. We and a couple of other people had watched, with their invitation. Then my wife and two guys had joined in. While the two guys had sex with the female from the car, my wife had stroked and sucked the cock of the male. The drive home was interesting. I was h...

The holidays were approaching, and I left work early to find a gift for a special someone. Since we’d met and become lovers, my sex life was fantastic. I was looking for the perfect lingerie to take our relationship to the next level if that was possible. I was at the mall and went into one of the national department stores. There are usually sales people there who can give advice on sizes and such, not like the big box s...

I had been out taking pictures of birds; well, that’s what I intended to do, but I had stumbled across a pair of ladies playing in a pond and had taken some pictures of them instead. When I got back to the car, I looked thru the pictures. There were a couple of exceptional shots and several more good ones. I’d have to upload those and do a bit of post-processing, but they were pretty good to start. It was about six-thirty...

We eased into the parking lot just at dusk. I turned off my headlights and drove across the lot with just the parking lights. There were three other cars already there, widely spaced around the edges of the lot. I parked in the middle of the biggest opening still left. I turned to my wife, “Are you ready, babe?” “I don’t know. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.” “We’ve been talking about it for weeks. I thought the idea...

There have recently been sightings of both eagles and osprey near one of our county parks. I’m an avid bird-watcher, so when I heard, I knew I had to try to photograph them. Reports were that early in the morning and at dusk were the best times so I set my alarm, got up and dressed, and headed out early. It was August, so early meant about five thirty AM. My wife was still asleep; I left her a note, grabbed my camera bag,...

I think everyone will agree; buying a bra is the worst! Well, not everyone, but at least everyone who’s ever tried to buy a bra. They come in hundreds of sizes and styles, and none of them ever fit. Even if they’re labeled the same, they’re never even close to the same size. And nobody makes one my size. Last week, I went after work to try to buy a bra. I went to one of the national department stores at our local mall. Th...

I hate playing Santa. That said, I am a kid’s party Santa. Did I mention that I hate it? The outfit is hot and made out of cheap fabric which makes my skin break out if I wear it for more than a few hours. I go to parties where everyone else is having fun, and I can’t even have a drink (except of course the warm milk that comes with the cookies I have to eat), and the kids are usually brats. But I already have a beard, th...

It was Saturday night. I was ready to make the bar scene, and meet the girl of my dreams. Well, maybe just the girl of my desires. Or even any girl willing to make out with me for a while. There wasn’t much happening in small-town Iowa these days, and I’d already met every girl within fifty miles. If I got really lucky, there’d be someone new, or at least someone who’d give me a second chance. Otherwise, it’d be Ms. Hand...

I guess I was a workaholic. Or maybe I just wanted to keep my job; times were tough back then. Either way, I worked late a lot and went in on weekends. I was working seventy or eighty hours a week sometimes and sixty hours a week all the time.She never said anything. She never complained. She just stopped being as interested. In the beginning, right after we got married, we’d make love three or four times a week. As I sta...