It was Labor Day weekend of 1988. We had tickets to attend a concert at an outdoor venue. The drive was a few hours so we bought a package through the radio station and we were going by bus. INXS was the headline act but we were bigger fans of Cheap Trick, an opener. Kelly and I were twenty-eight then. Kelly was dressed for the times and the concert. On top, she wore a short black tube top covered in black sequins. On the...

There was a beach very close to where I lived. It wasn't one of those big resort beaches, though. It was a remote kind of area, with not too many people around, but enough people to let me know that there were people there. I was relaxing under an umbrella shoved into the sand in a beach chair. I was lying there reading a book. It was a Saturday, and I was going to lie out by the beach and relax, have a couple of cold one...

Only when we are lucky enough to be away from home, do we really get the opportunity to indulge in my wife's exhibitionistic behaviour. Once we discovered our mutual enjoyment of her desire to be admired by strangers, with my encouragement, she has become quite daring over the years. For us, there is nothing we both enjoy more than some interaction with some receptive voyeur. Recalling the memories is very much a turn-on...

I was recently reading one of the stories on this site and it brought to mind some of the early adventures that I enjoyed with a woman named Sally. I had known her for about two years when the following story happened. We had flirted back and forth for most of that time. It was harmless, as we were both married. Then one week she told me that her husband had moved out the past weekend and they were through. I sympathized...

It was Memorial Day weekend of 1998. Kelly and I were thirty-eight and had recently bought a small motorhome. We were camping at a state park, which we preferred as the sites were more spacious and had more trees than what we’d found at private campgrounds. Friday evening was absolutely beautiful. Kelly and I sat at our small campfire until after midnight just enjoying each other’s company and being outdoors. By the time...

My sister’s houseboat on Lake Mead was a ninety-minute drive, through Vegas traffic from my job on the strip. Finally getting away for a well-earned vacation, the marina was far out where the sky blazed with stars, the spiral arms of the Milky Way spun overhead. The lake air was always a bit cooler and driving a quiet road with the top down in my tired old convertible was still a thrill.  I was looking for a bar, a cold b...

It's bumpy in here again. Fourth time today I'm being tossed around, bashing into Josh and Alfie and that new guy with the extra long tail. Ben, I think he's called. He's a strong swimmer. Gonna have to watch him; learn from him. I try to focus, throbbing headache, tumbling until I don't know which way I'm facing, crashing into the sides of the pink sphere. I try to latch onto its mottled surface, grappling with every mol...

I am a stalker. I am not allowed to reveal the name of my target, whom I will call X, but I can tell you he is a multi-platinum singer with a reputation for screwing any girl who will spread her legs for him. He usually has four or five girls a night and his roadies get any surplus. I understand they are the poorest paid, happiest road crew in the country. I do not just want to screw X, I am pretty enough, and with enough...

It was the spring of 1987. Kelly and I had visited some friends and, on a whim, took a backroads route home. It was dinner time on a Saturday. We spotted a bar in the middle of nowhere with a full parking lot and decided to pull in. We had great service and a great meal. It was more than halfway through our meal when I noticed him. He was working the dining room from table to table and certainly seemed like he was the man...

I was born in London but I grew up in Toronto. I was also married and widowed there. After my husband died I returned to London to live with my mother. I had not seen her in ten years, but she was there for me when I needed her. My mother was a lush and a slut but she had a heart of gold. I had a boyfriend I met at work, but we were not a heavy item. Occasionally we would have a drink and head back to my place for a screw...