Saturday 26th August 2017 Just over a month had passed, since out of the corner of my eyes, I’d observed Craig, Byron, and Callan rutting as three stags for the attentions of my sexy, but spoken for, wife. Jill and I were snuggled in bed enjoying a quiet and activity-free Saturday morning in bed. No lifts, sports matches, or driving lessons. The well-earned tranquility of proud parents whose kids were making their way in...

Introductions first; I’m Steve about 5’10” try to keep myself in good shape and have a dick size just under 8” long. My wife Cindy is about 5’8”, C cup breasts and although a bit rounded after two kids still pretty good looking. We got married young so now one kid is on his own while his sister is almost through college in another state. This means we have a lot of time on our hands. My wife has always been pretty reserve...

As I slipped out of bed at 4:30am I tried to be as quiet as possible. I always got up well before Erin as I have a little over an hour commute to work. Normally I stay nice and quiet trying not to wake her, but this morning was a little tougher. My heart was beating a little faster and there was almost a little tremble in my hands. No matter how many times we had done this, I always got super excited the morning of. After...

I was a confused and bewildered man as I stood there in the unkempt backyard of Lisa’s boyfriend's dilapidated wood-sided house. My iron-hard cock and adrenaline rush confirmed just how excited I was as I watched Lisa’s willing participation in this mini-gangbang. But another part of my brain and heart wondered where this road we were on was leading. I’d been enjoying the excitement and rush, knowing this was just about s...

Hi. I’m Susie. I have a husband; James. I adore him. Even more so after his recent birthday present to me. Want to hear about it?.It wasn’t a special birthday, just one on the run-up to the supposedly life-changing fortieth. We’ve been married fifteen years. Our sex life is great. Nothing outrageous. We haven’t been wife swapping, or dogging, or anything like that, but we have always had great fun in bed. We’ve experiment...

As my Uber turned the corner, I cast one final fleeting and longing glance back to the delipidated house where my wife Lisa was getting her brains fucked out by Carlos, the young gangbanger from her office, all tattoos and muscles. As we sped away from the scene, I cursed that I had to head home to relieve our babysitter Sharon. The thought that my beautiful thirty-five-year-old wife was getting the fucking of a lifetime...

Scarsdale, New York: Sunday 31st March 2019 Hi, this is Sue. Pete and I have argued long and hard over whether or not we should share the fuller story that he shared in abbreviated form in Chapter 10. I love Pete and understand why he only wanted to share an abbreviated version of my final night with Francis. After all the things that happened that night, Pete just wanted to draw a veil over everything and move on as fast...

Scarsdale, New York: Saturday 27th October 2018 As I watched Sue’s tail lights disappear around the corner on that Saturday night, I knew it was going to be a long night. Before, when I’d been walking and thinking about whether to let her to do this, I’d been as sure as I could be that this would be the farewell closure that Sue said she needed. That despite Sue’s love for Francis, after what he’d done there was no real r...

Scarsdale, New York: Sunday 21st October 2018 Of the four of us, I must have been the last one to see that there was already someone waiting for us in the private room. I was bringing up the rear, Francis up front pushing Grace in the wheelchair and Sue sandwiched in the middle. “James, what are you doing here?” Francis’ deep voice boomed out, the tone of his voice matching the surprised look on his face. “Honestly, I’m n...

Scarsdale, New York: Monday 24th September 2018 All of the compliments and praise from my boss’s boss now seemed a distant memory as I screwed up the courage to park my car and enter the lion’s den. Once a happy home, this evening I felt like a poor grunt entering Snipers' Alley. From the cars parked in the drive, I knew Sue and Francis were in there. And to me that could only mean one conclusion to all the thinking Sue h...

Scarsdale, New York: Saturday 22nd September 2018 How had it come to this? Just a few hours ago I’d been spooning and making love to my wonderful wife. Declaring my love to her as she told me she’d always love me. And now, just a few hours later, she was gone. Nowhere to be seen in the house. Replaced instead by an envelope on her pillow, on a pristine and perfectly made bed. Back in 2015, we’d pulled the plug after a wee...

Scarsdale, New York: Friday 21st September 2018 Doctor Okafor handed the buff manila envelope to Grace. She looked small, vulnerable and more than a little unwilling. By far the youngest of the four, but the one who hospital protocol said had to accept the test results. Her tummy, her prerogative. Never mind who was paying for the test. She hesitated, nervously holding the envelope in her hand, like some opposite world Os...

Scarsdale, New York: Monday 6th August 2018 Central Park was beautiful this time of year. I looked out over the still waters of Harlem Meer, enjoying the relative peace in our bustling metropolis, enjoying the aroma of my fresh coffee. Glad to finally have escaped from the madhouse atmosphere of our home, finally able to find some peace and quiet to contemplate the future. In theory, it had cost me a half day’s leave. But...

Scarsdale, New York: Saturday 4th August 2018 Hell, I was tired. It had been the week to end all weeks. Wall to wall meetings, clients and colleagues who seemed hell-bent on bickering and arguing about every tiny detail. Somehow me and my number two guy, Steve, had managed to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. But it had been a real stressful, roller coaster ride of a week. And now it was one twenty in the morning an...

"For my birthday I would like to go out dancing at the club and bring a man home to fuck," my wife explained.  "That isn't really what I meant when I asked what you wanted for your birthday, honey," I replied, feeling dejected. I wasn't prepared to hear my wife ask me to fuck another man, especially not as a gift from a husband to his wife.  "Well, I've been thinking about this for a while and that is what I want," she sa...