35,000 ft, Eastern Seaboard, Sunday 04:00 5th November 2017 Someone very smart once said, ‘When the facts change, I change my mind.’ Four in the morning, still two hours left of my long journey home, and a less eloquent version was, ‘only a fool never has second thoughts.’ I was definitely having second and possibly even third and first thoughts. In my case, the facts that had changed were that I no longer had Grace by my...

Karonga, Malawi: Monday 23rd October 2017 Sue continued to look at me with that strange expression. I was really struggling to read her and know what she was thinking. Anger? Indecision and desire? Hurt feelings? I couldn’t be certain, but my gut told me she was going through all of these. I toyed with asking Grace to leave so we could talk. I was about to reject this and play some power game with Sue, but I knew this was...

Karonga, Malawi: Monday 23rd October 2017 As the sun streamed through the hotel window, I couldn’t get the words out of my head.          'I see trees of green, red roses too. I see them bloom for me and you. And I think to myself what a wonderful world.’ Louis Armstrong’s velvety tones serenaded me into another week. All felt good in the world. The project was still a mess. But that was only work. What mattered was that...

Karonga, Malawi: Friday 20th October 2017 As I looked at Sue and Francis, so close and intimate after their passionate love-making, I knew I’d made the wrong call. I knew I’d let my addiction get the better of me. That I’d allowed Jenny to manipulate and suck me into a place where I’d forgotten all the painful lessons learned. Forgotten just how bad it had been with Brandon. I picked up the phone and pressed the speed dia...

Karonga, Malawi: Friday 20th October 2017 I’d just finished listening to my wife’s description of her last twenty-four hours. The first day since I’d given her permission to continue her re-kindled affair with Francis. It was just before seven in the morning and I was getting ready to head to breakfast in the hotel when my cell phone flashed with two words which had caused such highs and lows in our marriage. “Jenny Cell....

Karonga, Malawi: Thursday 19th October 2017 Five thirty a.m. and my iPhone’s alarm was trying to raise a weary traveler from his soft and comfy hotel bed. As the hot jets played over my body my mind wandered back over the last day’s events. After my late night call with Sue, I’d only had six hours sleep before I had to go forth to face the world and the failing project I was here to fix. As the water refreshed my body and...

Karonga, Malawi: Tuesday 17th October 2017 “Jenny Cell.” After nine hours of a useless blank screen, my phone was now finally re-connecting me with my world back in New York. Only instead of seeing “Sue Cell’ or “Home” or something I might have looked forward to, it showed something altogether more surprising and confusing. I found my anger rising fast, spurred on by the fact that this wasn’t Sue on the line. I let the ph...

"I don't recall giving you permission to orgasm," Carol said in a teasing tone, and I had to force myself to wake from a post-orgasmic haze. "I'm sorry, Mistress," I offered, and then I nearly laughed because Traci said the same thing at the same time. I didn't trust the smile I saw on Carol's face, but she was looking at Traci. I hoped that I didn't have anything to worry about. "That is partially my fault," Carol admitt...

35,000 Feet above the Atlantic: Monday 16th October 2017 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Fear. Excitement. Despair. No, that’s wrong. Frustration, not despair. And a strange bedfellow. Irony. Do you remember the kaleidoscope toy from when you were a kid? That was the mental picture in my head as I sat slowly drinking my seventh gin and tonic at 35,000 feet above the Atlantic. My mind turned the kaleido...

Scarsdale, NY: Sunday 15th October 2017 I looked at my watch. I’d been upstairs for a good seven or eight minutes, trying to avoid the round-the-group inquisition on sexual fantasies that my wife’s friend Jenny had instigated. In front of the full group of four guests, I had no desire to confess my fantasy of watching Sue with other men. Everyone there already knew about this fantasy, but the thought of having to own up t...

My wife and I walked arm in arm down the edge of the road. I watched as her demeanor shifted from joy to irritation and back to joy for the dozenth time. We were turning into Carol and Mike's driveway, so I prayed that the joy would hold. "Why does this nurse I've never met have to join you?" she grumbled. Before I could answer, she added, "I trust Carol when she says not to worry, but I can't stop myself. If Mike would j...

The inside door opened before I could knock. The gentleman that answered was smiling, but he was also holding a single finger up to his lips. "The good doctor is sleeping," he explained. "Do you need to take your car and go, or do you have time to come in and talk for a bit?" "The doctor?" I couldn't stop from asking. He had to be talking about his wife. "I have some time, and we definitely need to talk." A knowing grin s...

I watched as my wife slammed down both of our glasses of champagne, and I knew it was going to be another sad New Year's Eve. Earlier in the evening, when she was tipsy from a couple of strong drinks, she had hinted that she might be in the mood for sex. She justified her near willingness by pointing out that Christmas was behind us and my birthday was coming up in a couple of weeks, so she aught to do her wifely duty. A...

Scarsdale, NY: Friday 13th October 2017 Off the wagon As I watched Sue lead James by the hand upstairs, his huge cock bobbing up and down as he moved, I desperately hoped that the date wasn’t an omen for where things might head. This would be the third time we’d ventured into the world of wife-sharing and the last time had nearly cost us our love and marriage. Yet events had conspired to lead us back to this point. With S...

It had been a few months since Janet had her encounter with the five young groomsmen after the wedding reception. Carl kept his promise about not bringing up the subject of Janet being with another man. Janet was not sure if Carl’s fantasy had been satisfied or if he was feeling some regrets. Although she was curious as to Carl’s feelings, she did not bring up the subject. On the other hand, she had thought about what had...