The Interloper, Conclusion. Jessica was rudely awakened a second time by the damn phone. This second caller, Larry, was just as persistent as the first one, husband Greg. What had ensued was the husband's ritual of reclaiming his wife from the interloper Larry. Greg did well. He always enjoyed eating his wife’s pussy. If Larry’s long pole had stretched her out, Jess's pussy was back to normal by the time Greg fucked his w...

Monica’s Story circa 2000 A.D. He was getting tired of it. I could tell by his being so testy. I was his wife, but also his partner: our job: collecting information and informants for the Soviet Union, later Russia.  I used the old excuse, “It’s just a job and somebody has to do it.” Victor pulled a verbal fast-one on me, saying, “When we were in Elementary school, the Viet Nam War was blowing soldiers up so fast body cou...

Part the First: Discovery The eighteen-year-old had no idea how special she was. She was well on her way to adulthood when current boyfriend was struck by her ‘anomaly’. This is the crux of our title words. The boy told a friend, a reliable confidant, of his marvelous discovery, “I finger-fucked her, finger-fucked her good, man. I knew she really enjoyed it because she twisted, fucked my hand back, groaned and moaned.” “I...

“This is going to be so much fun,” Angie the host said to each guest upon arrival at her upscale townhouse. We were all able to gather in her living room; seating was no problem then and less of one when we eventually pushed all the furniture back to accommodate all our activities. Being the earliest arrival, I made a mental note that she repeated the greeting verbatim five times! “Leave your inhibitions behind. We may sc...

Wife got hubby a gift of a coed and he enjoyed the one-night-stand. Wife got a reciprocal gift, a guy, but it gets complicated. Geoffrey’s was a cute twenty-two-year-old coed who simply wanted someone to take her virginity, pre-marriage vows. Jenny hit the jackpot with an urbane Black guy who was skilled in the art of seduction and romance. Jenny had helped set up her husband’s liaison with Gwen and got to watch her husba...

CHAPTER ONE: Background Recently, Jenny, my wife of twenty-plus years, gave me a surprise birthday gift, a coed. Actually, she (the gift, not the wife) was a graduate student. This twenty-two-year-old’s desire to be deflowered prior to her nuptials was a ritual her dorm-mates claimed was de-rigure. The coed, Gwen, explained her reason for responding to our ad. Our houseguest stated, “Every woman deserves at least one affa...

There are two types of people in the world. Those that have a moral compass and those that do not. Johnny and Carolyn do not. Les does (for now) and we are not sure of Mrs. Johnny. Fast forward one week. A week that dragged on for Carolyn and her quasi-boss but constant lover, Johnny. They’d manage only one tryst, on the rainy Sunday following that rainy Saturday. Les still conjured what to do next, as Carolyn had not exa...

The runup to the big party at Johnny’s place turned out to be a little romantic but confusing in Les’ and Carolyn’s house. Pre-party week circumstances dictated Les had to go in to work, a fifty-mile commute in one direction while his wife required a longer commute in the opposite direction. Thus, in that early October, they saw each other in still-dark mornings and darker evenings. Carolyn seemed chipper, rising before h...

Les was gobsmacked that his wife of almost ten years was cheating on him with somebody named Johnnie from work. It seemed all the action was in Chicago, when she flew there for business.  "Monkey business," thought her husband.  On Saturday morning, Les’ wife’s Uber arrived while he was doing the lawn. Sure, they could afford a lawn service, especially with Carolyn’s new job and pay grade, but Les enjoyed the outdoors: th...

There are two types of people in this world: One that says there are two types of people here and the other claims that there must be more than that. Let’s assume the former is correct and people come in just two varieties. Les was one type, Carolyn the opposite. Les was a hoarder, a miser, one who insisted getting the last bit of toothpaste out of a tube, the last dollar out of a car deal, consuming everything on his pla...

While their respective spouses (Nicole and Tom) were in the foyer/sitting room of the suite, Pru and Charles took advantage of the situation. Pru marveled, “When Tom reserved this suite, I was not in favor of renting a whole suite. He argued that the upgrade was part of the whole travel package. We should be picking up our rental car tomorrow, but if that doesn’t happen because of the weather, I could stay here another ni...

The four of them laughed. They laughed uproariously, conspiratorially. They were like college chums who had known each other for years. Not true, they’d only met today. The two married couples were seated together in the aircraft’s 3-4-3 seat configuration. Charles and Nicole, plus Prudence and Tom introduced themselves and found they had a few things in common. The first couple were returning home to Miami from a vacatio...

Greg and Jessica (aka Jess, as relabeled by her lover) accepted Larry’s invitation of a weekend at The Royal, a posh hotel an hour’s drive away. After arrival and a few drinks in the lounge, Larry went first. Greg flinched when Larry said, “Look at my beautiful date for the weekend!” Greg settled back when Jessica reminded her husband that all three knew what they were there for. Larry had artfully arranged a carriage rid...

After Jessica proposed a solo weekend with Larry and a friend, Greg got really upset. She got the lecture of her life! Jess was startled and a little afraid. Greg was really steamed at his wife’s modest proposal of a weekend in New York City with Larry. Maybe Larry’s hint of another male in the bed was what pushed him over the edge, into his denial of her request. Her husband issued an ultimatum, that if she accepted Larr...

The sun, weak and pale, was sinking slowly through gathering clouds toward the waiting earth. It cast a faint rose color over the black, bare branches of the forest waiting just beyond the edge of the village. Already she could hear the excited laughter of the gathered members of her clan. Suddenly a break in the clouds shot a brilliant shaft of light straight where she stood. A path! A sign? No. As that warming orb sank ...