The young ladies - Ashlee’s college roommates - splayed out on the floor of our den, covered their eyes and laughed nervously as the killer on the television screen hid himself in the closet of the heroine. I glanced over to see my wife was just as absorbed in the movie. Sensing a chance for fun, I pulled my daughter closer. Ashlee lay her head on my shoulder, and I slid my hand over her thin pajama top to fondle her firm...

Part I I’m Sara. I'm about to turn 50, and all this began about a year-and-a-half ago. My husband, Sam, is 50, and we've been married for 25 years. Given that it’s consumed half my life, all in all, it's been a good marriage.  Sam and I have two kids: my son Eric, who is now 21, a little 11-year-old girl named Emma. As we got older, sex with Sam became more sporadic and, frankly, less satisfying, as I imagine it does for...

Tom wrapped a towel around his waist and went back into the bedroom of the suite. The bed was a complete wreck, and he smiled at the thought of all the debauchery that had gone on there in the last twelve hours or so. Life will never be the same, he mused. Thank god.He pulled on jeans and a t-shirt. As he'd told Mark, he wasn't on the agenda for the day and decided to get out and see the city. There was a nice spot where...

As he watched her interact with their guests at the Christmas party, Nathan marvelled at the transformation in his mother. She'd told him that she started a new diet and exercise routine to take her mind off "empty nest syndrome" when he'd left at the beginning of his first semester at State.Honestly, he hadn't given it a second thought, so wrapped up in his own change in circumstances. They talked a couple of times a wee...

The room was dim when Tom awakened, with what light there was coming from the bathroom. He looked over and saw that he was alone in bed just before he heard the shower come on. So Mark hadn't left, he thought, and realized how pleased that made him.He got out of bed. Seeing his own image in the mirror, he stopped to appraise himself. Salt-and-pepper hair only slightly mussed from sleep. The beard could stand a trim. He'd...

“We’re boarding now. Call you when we land.” With that text from my wife Cindy, my ten days of bachelorhood officially began. She was off for a girls’ trip to the UK, touring castles, drinking tea, wearing fancy hats. All the stuff one does once the kids are out of the house and there’s more disposable income about. I’d feigned all the “babe, I’ll miss you so much” and “ten days is a long time” but we both knew a short br...

Part ITom Clark slapped his belly as he looked at himself in the mirror. Rather than the flab he gotten used to over the years, his flat hand met real muscle, and like they said on those old cereal commercials, he no longer pinched more than inch on his waist.It was true that at the age of forty-seven, Tom was in the best shape of his life, and it was all thanks to his daughter, Brin. After a scare with his heart - which...

"Jesus fucking Christ, that is the best blowjob I've ever had," Tom said and blew out a big breath. "In fact, that may be the best orgasm I've ever had. You're going to be sucking a lot of cock the next few days."He reached over and fondled Mark, getting him good and hard. He then rolled over and grabbed the younger man's head, bringing his mouth down hungrily, sucking Mark's tongue into his mouth to savor the intoxicatin...

Chapter 3 Tom had rolled over and slept the sleep of the dead shortly after blowing his load. He felt a little bad that he’d cut the guy off so quickly. But when he realized that he was thinking about taking Mark’s cock in his hand when he exploded, he felt a mix of guilt and confusion that he couldn’t understand. His phone went off at 7:30, and he lay there for a couple of minutes getting his bearings. He idly fondled hi...

Chapter 1It had been a long flight and hellish Uber into the city, and Tom just wanted a beer and a burger. Room service was done for the night, so he headed down to the bar, where he figured he could at least get the beer. There was a game on - and one guy at the bar. This place wasn't exactly hopping at 11:45 on a Wednesday night.The bartender was a cute little thing. Probably a student, maybe twenty-three at most. Blon...