An Invitation To Be A NaughtyWife Sandra did not want to go. She had been to these functions a few times with her husband. It was almost obligatory. Many wives will know the feeling, she thought. Such functions are always very boring and mainly because Kevin, Sandra’s husband, once he gets into conversation with other work colleagues, just forgets he is supposed to be with her and she ends up like a spare part wishing the...

It was a going away party. There were words to be said, things to be done. Some things to be undone, if possible. The next day, they would be gone, and only God, if He existed, knew when, or even if, they would ever return. Captain Marco Kensington woke slowly. Very slowly. The computer monitoring his vitals was careful. Precise amounts of stimulants were being fed into him at calculated intervals. He rose from the nothin...

I felt the warmth of the sun on my face and a pounding in my head. ‘How much did I drink last night?’ I wondered. But that wasn’t the only question I had. Something didn’t feel right, in fact, a lot of things didn’t feel right. I forced my eyes open to seen the bloodshot eyes of a man in the bed I was in. “Aaahhh!” we both cried, which was quickly followed by, “Ooohh!” I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and opened them...

This is a continuation of a husband sharing his wife. For context, Chapter 1 should be read first. There are references to incidents and characters from “The New Client Series.” Like the other stories I have written, it contains, wife infidelity, cuckolding, multiple partners, and voyeurism.  I appreciate your comments, suggestions and encouragement. The four of us walk down the driveway to the sidewalk. Lynn and Charles...

I am in our family room watching TV, eagerly anticipating this evening. My wife, Lynn, and I are going to a party at the Smith's. This has been the scene of a couple of our most sensual adventures. It was at a previous party where Lynn and I lived out one of our fantasies. She gave a blow job to a new decorating client while I secretly watched. That lead to several other adventures. Tonight, I have arranged to share my wi...

Around my third year of graduate school, I had recently moved in an apartment complex near a married couple, Sol and Hannah, who were a few years older than me and doing post-doc work. A few days after I moved in, I recognized Sol from around campus and we started chatting. We walked towards their apartment, and at the door I said, "Oh, nice mezuzah." "It is, isn't it?" "So, are you reformed?" "As reformed as you'll find...

Charlie nodded and turned to her. “Oh yeah, where are my manners!” I had a ready answer for that one, but kept it to myself. He went on, “Dave, Allison, this is Diamond – and Diamond, this is my partner, Dave, and his wife, Alli. You can probably figure out which is which.” She smiled – a smile which expressed a whole lot of wickedness for such a simple little expression – and then said, “Hi, it’s really nice to meet you!...

 RIA ******** “What do you think they’re talking about in there?” I asked. Shane didn’t even hear me. He was sitting on the bed, staring off into space. Still naked from his recent shower with Tracy. I paced around the bedroom like an anxious kitten, unconsciously nibbling away at my manicure. Five minutes earlier, we’d all been groaning like wild animals, licking and sucking and kissing and coming one after the other in...

It was with nothing but disgust that Susan regarded the musicians whose subtle and accomplished performance was so enrapturing most of the other guests. Susan was conscious that she was a fraud in so many ways and her presence at the recital a sham. It was the music she should be appreciating rather than the musicians. She should be somehow transported to the higher plane that Franz Schubert had prepared for listeners to...

My current live-in girlfriend, Cara, and I were sitting down to an intimate Friday evening candlelight dinner, which we then planned to develop into a romantic candlelit evening in our bed. We had just made a major purchase which had been delivered that morning, a spectacular reproduction mahogany four poster Victorian bed. We had every intention of inaugurating it tonight. Cara is about my age, 40 something, around 5’5”...