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Rub Him The Right Way - Take Two

His birthday gift leads to an even naughtier party

Whether this goes her way or mine remains to be seen, he told himself as he contemplated the young masseuse’s proposal. His birthday surprise ended up being a surprise, all right. Oh sure, he knew about the erotic massage his wife had booked for him. He k...

Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Conclusion

Fiona suspects her affair with Mr. Weston is no longer a secret.

I could live on this feeling forever. In the moon gilded, firefly sparked interval between the idyllic hideaway of Mr. Weston's home and the return to real life, I slid in a barefoot promenade across the newly mowed nap of his front yard. The dewy bouquet...

Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Part 4

In their second encounter, Mike gives Fiona a bouquet of surprises

“You’re quiet tonight,” Daryl said after nailing his ninth consecutive jump shot. “Just tired, I guess,” I shrugged, retrieving the bounce from beneath the backboard and passing it back to him. “Keep going; you’re on a roll.” He cocked his wiry frame and...

Rub Him The Right Way - The Birthday Massage

He receives an erotic massage for his birthday, along with a bigger surprise

The woman who greeted him, wearing a brightly colored dress, was of a slighter build and much younger than he had anticipated. She sensed his hesitation and smiled reassuringly. “Your wife made all the arrangements. We’ve been expecting you. Please, right...

Summer Of Addictive Saturdays - Part III

With her sexy neighbor's help, Fiona overcomes second thoughts about their first time

We lay side by side on our backs at the pool’s edge, spent and out of breath, our nakedness streaming with rivulets of water and sweat. Faint patterns of reflected light shifted rhythmically over our skin with the rise and fall of respiration as heart rat...

In-Cyndi-ary Tryst

Vanilla Girl gives a one night stand a farewell of a different flavor

The t-shirted, long-legged young woman pulled her panties up, tossed me a confident wink, and threw back the deadbolt. From my seat in the rented room's most secluded corner, I watched him cross the threshold. My hands clenched the polished oak chair arms...

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