So this was the office Hallowe'en Pumpkin Party she was obligated to attend. No spouses. Dressed like that, no wonder the disguised male coworkers flock around her. I squeeze in, and quip that she looks very "horny" in the devil horns and body-hugging devil suit. "You've no idea!" she whispers, her hand sliding from my shoulder to my bicep, "Care to dance with the devil, Batman?" I grunt huskily as I explode into her mout...

As a professional woman in my early forties, I hold a mid-level management position with the national government. This position requires me to travel frequently but rarely for more than a few days. Once a year I have to travel for a week for an inter-governmental conference to make sure local policies align with the national ones. It was on this week-long trip last year that I came very, very close to violating my marriag...

I was sitting watching the game on TV on Sunday afternoon. Sally was in the bath, relaxing off and shaving her pussy again. We had a marathon sex session on Saturday night, getting back to normal after the reduced sex of the previous two weeks when she had been working for a building firm. Sally was keen to pass on that there will be another uniform for this two-week job, but it would be the same every day. She knows full...

Wifey volunteered us for Halloween with the Single Parents Group. She prepared nibbles and titbits for the adult party. Myself, Charles, and Tony, took seven kids trick-a-treating for hours. Paul, Andy, and beers, swapped first, Karl, Robert, and whiskey, later. finally arriving at Steve's to put the kids to sleep. Wifey texted, 'bed now, you stay, have fun'. Steve explained single parents rarely get out late. The new mom...

They say opposites attract, and I also believed that when I met my husband, Wesley. My name is Veronica Miles. I have always been strong-willed and independent. I have always known what I wanted and followed my goal to the letter. I graduated top of my class in Biomechanics and Biogenetics with distinction. By the time I was twenty-four, I had already written and published multiple papers on infectious diseases in various...

That wasn’t the last time that we had sex; far from it. If Allison felt the need, she would initiate, and I usually responded positively. If I felt the need, she never turned me down, no matter how tired she was. I was never cruel with her, always making sure that her body was ready with my fingers before we began, and she usually came at least once. But I used a condom every time, and we rarely fucked facing each other a...

Neither of us spoke at first; I was too stunned, and she too ashamed. Finally, I asked in a raspy voice, “Why?” Her gaze remained steadfastly away from mine. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Luke. I… He was dying. And I was so… the depression, it was crushing me. I couldn’t be home with Julie. I couldn’t be home with you. And every time I was there, I felt… disconnected. I felt guilty for not being home, and then when I was home...

It was a letter that upended my world. Not one of the “Dear John” variety; that would have been less painful. Nor was it a “We Regret To Inform,” but the sense of loss, while not as acute, was even more all-encompassing. No, it wasn’t a letter of the paper-and-ink kind at all. Instead, it was one of the many small sigils that make up those and many other missives, the second of the twenty-six characters that comprise the...

Mike’s morning alarm woke them both with a start. “Sorry, I have to get going for work, are you coming down for breakfast with me?” “Five minutes,” Sophie mumbled. Mike got up washed and dressed for work. He noticed that the teddy was staring at the bed from the dressing table. He also noticed her crumpled dress with dried stains and marks on the silky material next to it. “I’m going down, will you join me?” “Just a coupl...