While lying back on the silky white sheets, she spread her legs wide open for the tall, dark-skinned man. He was ready to slide his well-endowed cock into her. The muscle-bound man climbed up on her bed and lined the mushroomed head up with her wet vagina. He was about to drive it into her. The alarm blared in her ears. "Fuck!" Sally screamed out as she realized it was another sex dream. Her husband Bill had already left...

Please remember that Stacey was my innocent wife, while Tanya was her stripper name. They are the same person. Dave's decisions On the whole way home, I drove like an absolute idiot. There was rage pouring out of me as my temper flared at everything. When I walked into our empty house, my anger started to fade, and by the time I walked into our main bedroom, it was gone. I looked up at our wedding photo over the bed, and...

I woke up on Friday morning with a mixture of being horny, being happy, and, most of all, guilty. I rolled over and looked at the man who meant more to me than anything. He was the sweetest, most gentle soul who treated me like a princess. He was the dream husband every Girl wanted when she was growing up. He was handsome, sweet, intelligent, and, best of all, he loved me. Well, he loved what I wanted him to think was me....

After catching my wife, Stacey, lying about going out for a girl's night out, I found a set of lingerie hidden in a drawer. I followed her to an old strip club, where she worked under the name Tanya. At the end of her set, she even took an old black man back to a dark hallway for a lap dance or maybe more. It was finally two songs later when the scruffy, smiling black man emerged from the hallway. I swear he was adjusting...

The Board meeting ran late into the night, and I was rushing through Grand Central to make the late train when I almost literally ran into Stacey's Maid-of-Honor from our wedding years ago. I only had time for a brief, "Hi, Kathy." But that is when she said those life-changing words: "Tell Stacey I said hi; I haven't seen her since the wedding." I was stunned. Those words ran repeatedly through my mind as the nearly empty...

Your Wife’s Date When reading the following, please think about your wife or girlfriend. --------------------- The movement of the clock hands had slowed dramatically as the end of the Friday workday finally drew closer. All day long the erotic images of your wife with another man played over and over in a loop in your head. Your mind was a mess as as jealousy and lust battled. Finally, when you could not take it anymore,...