I never turned back to see if you were following. Whether you threw your clothes on and ran or followed me to the bathroom, either way I was going to need a shower. As I turn the water on to heat up though I happily feel your hands sliding over my skin and wrapping around me. Your strength pulls me back against you as you cup my breasts and slide your hand between my legs. I can feel one hand smearing your sticky cum all...

“Oh my god, Brian. That was fucking amazing. I’ve never cum like that. EVER.”   You chuckle. “Well, if you did the neighbors would be pretty entertained I imagine. Speaking of… do we need to worry…?” Your question trails off, not finishing your thought, but I know where you’re going and decide to tell you more of the story.   “I don’t care if they know, Brian. Or if it gets back to Chad. I found out today that he was chea...

I moan and tug on your hair as you lick slowly up my slit again and again. It feels so good, and right before I start getting used to this pattern you twist your head and change it up. I can feel my hips gyrating, rocking back and forth as you taste me. This is what I needed for my birthday... feeling wanted, sexy, and of course feeling all this pleasure. “Oh, Brian. Yes, baby, just like that,” I moan. I pull tighter but...

Now it’s time to turn it up. We’re cozy, laughing, relaxed. I think it’s time for the moment of truth. I grab a bite with a large chunk of frosting dangling from it and lift it to my mouth. Then I ‘accidentally’ let the frosting drop down my open top. I pretend not to notice, enjoying watching your eyes tracing down, staring at my cleavage. It’s fun watching you squirm, but not as fun as I hope it will be when you make yo...

Thankfully, you don’t make me wait much longer. I hear the knock and I take a deep breath. I stand up from the couch and head for the front door. I glance at my reflection in the mirror in the entryway. I stand up straight, admiring the shape I’ve kept myself in and determined to erase any thoughts that this afternoon’s discovery had anything to do with me. I’m going to prove to myself that I’m every bit as sexy as I’ve a...

I sit on the couch sipping red wine. I go back through the text strings, again and again, trying to see if there are any more hints, anything else that is going to tell me whether I’m about to get an opportunity I’ve been hoping for, or if I’m going to get a very platonic present and at best a hug. I put the phone down. I’ve reread today’s texts at least a dozen times. Nothing is certain one way or the other, and that isn...

Me too. You still owe me a present for my birthday. I know it’s probably a bit suggestive and might raise your wife’s eyebrow if she read it, but it’s not that bad. And it’s definitely not as bad as me telling you that I just came so hard wishing you were fucking me, or sending you a picture of the lingerie I’m wearing, or the curve of my ass in this pencil skirt. When I think of it that way, your wife should fucking than...

How are things going in the office? I look at your text again.  I’ve written and erased a reply probably a dozen times.  I’m so touched that you remembered my birthday and reached out.  I’m a little giddy that you remembered my birthday even after leaving the office.  I keep trying out replies.   The new guy is such an asshole.  No, too bitchy. The new guy sucks compared to you.   Too kiss ass I wish you were still my bos...

The first step of treading the new post-fucking-Sara-with-my-wife-watching world was to find out how Chelsea felt about what happened.  I could have called on the way home to find out, but I was too nervous.  It probably would have saved me some time if she wanted me out of the house as work was closer to hotels than we were in the suburbs, but it was too late now.  I was home and walking into the unknown.   I unlocked th...

Work was almost impossible.  I wondered walking into work the next Monday what it would be like.  I had seen Sara and Kayla almost daily for years now.  I had always thought of seeing them at work.  They always dressed very nice, on the verge of being too revealing for work without quite crossing the line.  They had triggered my imagination before, but now I didn’t know how I could possibly concentrate around them.   Afte...

As we made our way from the bedroom to the bathroom, I walked behind the other three, admiring the absolute sex pots that I was now involved with.  Three hot, naked bodies were all sashaying in front of me; my wife’s body with her average build, Kayla’s only slightly thicker frame but with much larger breasts and ass, and Sara’s petite body with her taut muscles, firm ass, as perky tits.  All three sexy bodies made their...

This story is a follow on from Reaching, happening after my wife and I first opened our marriage up.I woke up the next morning in my bed.  At first I was a little hazy on the details of what happened the night before.  As I laid there on my back, I started remembering more details, my mind started to try and convince me that none of it had happened, that it was all a dream.  There’s no way that Chelsea wanted to sleep wit...

The party was going well as usual.  I had thrown maybe half a dozen of these at this point.  The first few were awkward, because no one knows what to expect from a party with your coworkers, and you also don’t want to be judged.  Each time though, the people who came enjoyed themselves, the word spread, and more people would come to the next event.  Tonight I guessed about 25 or 30 people showed up, so it was pretty bumpi...

This story stands alone to a degree, but will make much more sense after reading the first two chapters. Less than a year after my wife Shannon and I visited Lisa and Brian’s house, our 5 year college reunion was upon us. We made our travel arrangements and got a hotel room nearby. Shannon talked to Lisa and found out that Brian wasn’t going to make it. He graduated the same year we did from a different school, and wanted...

This story stands alone to some extent, but is much better after reading Chapter 1. Enjoy! After college, Shannon and I both went to work for firms a few hours away from school. Her old roommate Lisa took a job at an accounting firm in a nearby city. A few years down the road Lisa met a man at work and they got married. Shannon and Iwent to the wedding and Lisa’s new husband seemed to fit in well with the group. We all go...