Andre and his three girls, me being one of them, piled into his car. Andre assumed his role as the driver, Mikayla grabbed shotgun, and my wife, Ally, and I got into the back seat. My heart pounded in my chest with nervousness, as this was my first time going out en femme.Ally no doubt saw the fear in me and scooched closer, taking my hand in hers. "Baby, don't be scared. We're just a couple of girls out on the town tonig...

Robert Madsen parked the sleek red Maserati in its spot in the parking garage and turned off the purring engine. He sat in the leather seat and listened to the ticking of the engine as it cooled down. He had bought the car with his Christmas bonus and paid cash for it. His wife, Elena, had gone crazy when he told her. She thought it was a waste of money and completely unnecessary. He, on the other hand, loved it. It was h...

It had been almost six months since the ‘Ollie’ incident. I had been overly jealous at my wife, Val, for having flirted with an Australian jet-ski instructor during our vacation. The truth of the matter was that it turned me on to know that other men were vying for her attention. It was even more exciting to know that despite her overtly flirtatious nature, Val was faithful to me. Since then, we had discussed what had hap...

Val and I were enjoying dinner in the hotel restaurant following an afternoon relaxing on the beach. We’d been together for almost ten years, and she looked just as beautiful as on the day we’d met, with her shoulder-length wavy brown hair and dark brown eyes. She smiled at me as we finished the starter, with a cheeky grin telling me she was in the mood for sex. I smiled back and winked at her. That was our code, and even...

It had been a long day and the thought of a nice cold drink before dinner was rather appealing. The unusually hot weather had brought out the crowds on Ocean Boulevard, most of them, no doubt, heading for an early evening stroll along the beach. I decided to stop in at the Grill to sit outside and watch the world go by. Well, mostly to watch the many scantily-clad young women go by or as they stopped at the light, waiting...

We were driving Jennifer over to her friend's house so they could spend a few days together house-sitting while her parents were taking a brief vacation in Mexico. Having just erupted in my jeans less than half an hour earlier, thanks to Jennifer's remarkably adept right hand, my groin was rather damp and sticky in the warm car. I opened the window in an effort to dissipate the telltale scent. Jennifer, sitting almost sid...

The engine of my forty-five year old E-type growled smoothly as I pulled out of the garage, glancing down at the GPS on my phone to remind myself of the general directions to my destination. Since it was only about twenty minutes away, and it was a delightful evening, I had decided to take the convertible out for a spin. I trusted it would make the relatively short trip without mishap.  I was in a particularly good mood t...

A couple of years ago a young couple moved into the same street as me.They were in their late twenties and had a couple of young kids; one boy, one girl. I bumped into them on the day they were moving in and made coffee. They introduced themselves as Jane and Martin and we quickly became friends. Jane was a teacher who had given up work to devote her time to the two kids; Martin was something in computers for a big compan...

Raising her 18-year-old son as a single mother was actually a joy for Heather Sampson. Her son Todd was a star athlete and smart as a whip, now competing for the valedictorian honors of his senior class. Although left very comfortable with considerable assets from her late husband, who was also Todd's father, Heather enjoyed her work managing the paralegal team for a local law firm with an impeccable reputation. Because o...