It was the spring of 1987. Kelly and I had visited some friends and, on a whim, took a backroads route home. It was dinner time on a Saturday. We spotted a bar in the middle of nowhere with a full parking lot and decided to pull in. We had great service and a great meal. It was more than halfway through our meal when I noticed him. He was working the dining room from table to table and certainly seemed like he was the man...

There is a lot of timing and luck involved in getting the chance to watch your normally reluctant wife suddenly turn it on for another man. But Brad, a forty-two-year-old professor, had that chance to see his twenty-seven-year-old wife perform at a convention last summer at an upscale hotel in Miami. Dawn wore an unusually revealing black dress that evening. It was shorter than anything Brad had ever seen her wear in publ...

Looking up at the sky, I’m thankful that at least it stopped raining. Not sure I really like these static displays but it gives me a chance to fly into a town and land in parking lots. These little displays are set up to give people a chance to look at the equipment, climb around on the aircraft and ask us questions. I happen to be a helicopter pilot stationed at Ft. Lewis, Washington. I fly the Cobra gunship. This was my...

Three years of marriage and already she was fucking around behind my back. She didn't know that I knew, and kept up a real front, the perfect little wife – "Oh, John, I really love your cock up me. I'll do anything for you. Oh yes, baby, that's it. Harder. Deeper." As deep as David's? I thought to myself, fucking her harder. David was one of Jenny's lovers. His cock was almost twice the length of mine. How do I know? Easy...

As her pussy started touching my cock I could feel the wetness of her lips. She was extra wet from her anticipation of the action that lay ahead. Slowly she lowered herself all the way down onto my cock, and then back up, and then down again. She kept raising herself up and lowering herself down again and again for some time. All the while she kept her gaze on the guy in the river. By now I was so horny I could barely hol...

I was still married to my first wife, Candice, when we went on a trip to Bozeman, Montana. We had been married eight years, and for the last four years or so, I had been trying to get her to agree to let me watch her get fucked by another guy. There were a few times she agreed to, and I thought it would happen. However, it was not until our trip to Montana that I knew it would happen.  Now my wife did come close to taking...

Nic was finishing up a scotch at the hotel bar as he mentally went over his early morning business meeting. After a week of negotiations and contracts, it was a success to acquire the tech startup. It'd cost him a few million but millions were pocket change compared to the billions he was worth. Now, he only had to check out of the hotel and head back to his home in LA. After spending the past few days in Chicago’s “sprin...

Her hair was dark, her coat was black, her heels were high. Her expression matched the weather outside; dark and melancholy, rain streaking down the windows. When I caught her eye, I gave her a simple smile. I understood the need to visit a bar alone that night. She wasn’t beside herself. She grinned sadly, then looked down at the amber liquid in her glass. She stared into it as if it would explain why she was there, why...

It was the end of August 1981. It was time for Kelly to move back to Milwaukee to take on her senior year of college. I was still out of town stuck working on a large project. Her brother Steve and his buddies had helped her load up her rental truck on Thursday. Steve had offered to go with her on Friday, to unload the truck but, with a wink, she assured him she would have no trouble finding help. Kelly was wearing a romp...

I'd noticed her before. How could I not? Her figure a breathtaking crescendo of curves and curls; her thick, shoulder-length brown hair tinted whichever shade took her fancy that week; her round hazel eyes and scarlet lips bursting with the colours of an autumn dawn. She was stunning, a tie-dyed Rita Hayworth. As I walked into the packed library, I first noticed that this week's colour was a reddish-purple, and then that...

We met at first as strangers lost upon the restless seaI looked across at you to find you looking back at me I think we must have spotted something in each other thena longing shared by both of us, an emptiness, a yen to see if we could find out more and more about each othera need perhaps like children as they search to find a mother we smiled and nodded, winked and finally, we shrugged as onealmost making mirror moves,...

My wife Chloe was overjoyed when she landed a job with our local estate agent. All she had to do was visit the properties, report on the overall condition and make an inventory. But what made it really exciting was that the properties she dealt with were all in the multimillion pound bracket, belonging to pop stars, politicians and other wealthy people."Good heavens, you want to see how some of these guys live," she enthu...