As I shut the door to the car, I felt a wave of serenity wash over me. For the first time in goodness knows how long, I have the house to myself: I had dropped the kids off at their nana’s farm for the weekend, my husband was in Atlanta for a business meeting, and our downstairs tenant had moved into her boyfriend's house just last weekend. The morning before I had gone to work cleaning, so that when I got home I could re...

Text: I want you. The text was simple and made the phone in his pocket vibrate once with a small, happy-sounding chirp upon delivery. He thought about checking it but ignored it in favor of the conversation going on at the table around him. It wasn’t that he was paying much attention to what was being said, exactly, but it felt wrong to check the text when the discussion around him was more serious than a conversation abo...

She’s wearing a yellow empire waist dress with black swirls and flowing patterns with black Mary Janes. A black sash runs under her breasts and ties behind her back. Her breasts are high and he realizes she’s not wearing a bra. He can’t tell if she’s wearing panties either and this makes him hard. She walks over to him and he likes the way the skirt softly twirls around her knees. He’s sitting on the couch and moves sligh...

It seemed like five days, rather than five weeks had passed since Cindy and Dan last pulled into John and Barbara’s neighborhood. That party five weeks ago had put a spark in their sex life that was still burning. As they pulled through the gates into the circular drive, Cindy realized they hadn’t said a word on the trip. She had been lost in her thoughts, and apparently so had Dan. At 7:30 on the dot, John closed the gat...

“SISSY!” Al roared as he wrapped Cindy up in a bear hug and lifted her off her feet. Planting a big kiss on her lips, he put her down. “You look great. How was your flight?” Since Cindy’s dad had died, Al was the only person in the world that called her sissy. Cindy had known Al since he had first started dating her older sister Debby twenty years ago, and she had always loved Al. He had an outgoing, upbeat personality, w...

I’m horny, and she is clearly having fun, even if she is being a little brat about it. I don’t really care for her teasing. I absolutely love her teasing. How long did she say she was in the bedroom masturbating without me? Twenty minutes. Was I supposed to hear her? Was I supposed to join her? Is that part of her game too? I don’t exactly know what she is up to, and I’m not entirely convinced she has an ultimate destinat...

Previously: As you recall, several weeks ago, Jim stripped me, tied me to the bed and blindfolded me in a mild game of bondage. BDSM had previously not been a significant portion of our sex life, so this was a uniquely stimulating situation for me. Jim had never blindfolded me previously. Being deprived of my sight added rather than detracted from my sensory experience. It made me feel far more vulnerable than I ever woul...

Noises of movement started to come from the bedroom; I heard the bed creak and more soft footsteps across the carpet. Oh my, she’s coming in here. I started to panic. As my eyes darted around the bathroom, I did the one thing that came to me - I lightly jumped into the bath and, hiding behind the partially closed bright blue shower curtain, I held my breath. Silence. After a few seconds, more sounds of movement from the b...

As you may recall from previous chapters, a few months ago, my husband, Oscar, convinced me to wear a very revealing outfit to a disco which was located on the twentieth floor of the Hotel Vela in our hometown, Barcelona. This was a bar with a dance floor. It was bar frequented by foreign tourists on holiday. It was Oscar's birthday. For his 'present', he wanted me to dance with other men. I was instructed to grind into t...

Later that same night, James and Rachel were still lying in bed naked, holding and touching each other, never letting their arousal fade yet not allowing it to raise either. Hours went by with neither of them giving in to the other yet still teasing the hell out their lover. Hands, mouths and tongues roamed while their lust and love mingled and mixed. There wasn't a single moment when neither James nor Rachel would give q...