Cheater: Guilty By Jamie Fuchs Copyright 2014 Jamie Fuchs “Voila!” I exclaimed as I put the finishing touches on Dale’s birthday cake. It was truly a masterpiece. I had spent the last six hours baking it so it would be done before he got home. Placing the cover over top of it, I carried it and two plates from the counter to the table. Just as I set them down, I heard the garage door opening and his car pull in. Perfect ti...

I was desperately seeking a new roommate when I found Ami online. She was thirty-two, from Japan, and splitting up with her American husband of six months. She seemed very nice and had the rent in cash and moved in that day. Her English wasn't very good so we didn't talk very much, but she was a good roommate. When she wasn't at work she stayed in her room and was very quiet. Sometimes at night I could hear her crying, wh...

,I think it’s fair to say that most people don’t grow up thinking about running for political office, and it’s usually personal circumstances that evolve to encourage them to do so. That is certainly the case with my husband Ed, and you might be interested in learning the path we took to his becoming elected to be the State Representative for our district in 2012. My name is Abigail, but everyone calls me Abi, and Ed and...

My wife Trish is in her early forties. We've been married for near twenty years. Her hair is dark red, both on her head and below. She is approximately five feet-eight inches, relatively slim build with long legs that go on forever. She has C-sized breasts that are near perfect. They don't sag, even now and have the most succulent nipples that seem to point at you no matter where you are in the room. I think she is beauti...

Hi, my name is Don. My wife is Debbie who is thirty-five, blonde, blue eyesd and five feet tall. We've been married for seventeen years. We met in high school and have been sweethearts ever since. Both of us were virgins when we met, so you can appreciate that neither of us has had much sexual experience with other people. When we hold each other, the top of Debbie's head rests just under my chin. Sex is incredible, but s...

She was happy in her marriage. Her husband was her best friend and she was still attracted to him, so she could not understand her desire to be with this younger man. He was her hockey instructor and he was cute – obviously in fantastic shape. He was cocky and had a good sense of humour which, to her surprise, added to his attraction. Initially, she was not certain if the attraction was reciprocal, but a few weeks ago he...

What a beautiful summer day! It was early afternoon and I was out in the back yard doing the regular weekly chores on the flower beds and lawn. Jim, our new neighbor was also out doing the same in his yard. I knew his first name from when he had introduced himself a few months back as he moved in. We hadn't really shared much else since except a casual nod of recognition when we passed each other in our normal day to day...

I have been playing poker with four good friends for many years. We take turns hosting the parties every week, and when it’s my turn my wife usually goes out for the evening, so she doesn’t get stuck serving the drinks and snacks. Part of that is also due to us being a black couple, and she doesn’t like being around my white friends that much. There normally isn’t much excitement, and that’s probably unusual since we are...

If you have read our stories then you have read what we have been heading for. There is always going to be a next time. There is always going to be some new thing to try. This is a story that I (the guy) have fantasized about for a long time and have just been waiting for the right conditions. Finally, a few weeks ago, we had the opportunity. In order to do this, my wife and I needed to get far away from our own neighborh...

I was recently away from home for a few weeks, however, I was able to complete my task ahead of schedule and come home early. I didn’t want to tell my wife as I wanted to surprise her, but it turned out that I was the one in for a surprise. As I turned onto my street after a long drive home, I noticed a strange vehicle in my driveway. At first I didn’t think anything of it, however, I decided at the last minute to drive b...

The national Boy Scouts organization has numerous, excellent programs to help young men develop leadership skills. Our church was looking into establishing a troop for our boys, to help keep them from being tempted by gangs. The problem was we are located in a smaller, largely-minority, lower-income neighborhood in the South End district of Albany, New York. Our church is composed of approximately half white families with...

"So dickweed, you and what's her name make it yet?" Frank asked. Alan said nothing and kept reading his French assignment. Frank persisted, "how about it? You finally get to slip that pitiful little excuse for a cock to her?"Alan's brow furrowed and his lips pursed, "Shut up." He muttered, turning the page before he'd finished reading it. "What's the matter? Can't find it without a microscope? Or you just can't get it up...

I'll never forget the first moment I laid my lucky eyes on you... I'm enjoying a few pints and in a great mood, and lucky for me, in you stumble-- you, the sexy young feisty sex goddess, strut into the pub showing too much cleavage and too little clothing covering your totally fuckable ass. It's an upscale touristy-like pub. You're definitely cruising for cock. I eye-fuck you and you smile back, but you cozy up across the...

Ron was in hospital. Two days after Jean and I had fucked each other. Jean came round, rang the bell, to which I went to answer. I opened the door, and there stood Jean, we both almost could not look at each other. She said, “Hi, Bob… they're letting Ron out of hospital today. And I was wondering… if you could help to bring him back in your car? He may find it difficult on the bus.” “Sure Jean, I don’t mind at all. What t...

(In Part I, Lynn meets a handsome younger man at a party. Their flirtations lead to a date and discussions between Lynn and I about where this might go.) The rest of the week is largely routine. The pressure of jobs and day to day chores fill our time. Lynn spends a couple of evenings shopping so I have to pick up some of the slack around the house. We don't talk about the upcoming weekend. Overall, we get along great. As...