St. Charles, Illinois, February 15th, 2026 It hadn't happened yet. She was in the hands of the stud, gliding over her hips, mutually naked and horribly horny. But by definition, her paramour hadn't penetrated her below; he hadn't entered. Fae was, in her husband Dylan's unspoken reckoning, still untainted, not yet a cheater-through, and he was not yet cucked. Dylan watched shell-shocked from his living room sofa. Fae was...

I learned about The Cuckolders Inc. from Randy five years ago when I discovered he was seducing Joanne, my next-door neighbor. I’d met Tim and Joanne two years earlier, and I liked Tim. When I accosted Randy about it, he explained it this way. They, members of the group, could tell when women were ready to ditch monogamous marriage, and their husbands wanted it. When he explained it, I realized that's what I had done when...

I married Alicia shortly after college, and we’d been mostly happy, I thought, though sometimes I thought she wasn’t interested in, well, making love. We’d go two weeks with her turning me down. I guess women were entitled. But when she did, she ended the dry spell by getting me to cum on her stomach. Then she insisted I lick it off her. When I did, I felt like she was dominating me. Or at least she thought she was. She w...

It started in the spring last year when I went to Al's to play poker. One of the perks of going to Al's is that he often has an X-rated movie to show. This time it was titled 'Just Watching.' I can attest that seeing an X-rated film on a 72" screen has a lot more impact than porn on a 12" laptop. It was about a married man who had to watch his wife fucking his boss. The most interesting part to me was how it explored Ford...

“I have been naughty,” JJ whispered with a mischievous grin as her husband walked in from work, having just shut the front door. A deep kiss and a loving cuddle followed his wife's admission. John was stunned, having never received a welcome home quite like that! He grinned, astonished, as he watched his wife deliberately wiggle her jean-clad bottom all the way to the kitchen door, where she stopped and giggled, “We'll ta...

Afternoon Saturday, February 10th, 2024 Garin and Lyrou walked together through a yellowed and browned park that turned into a biking trail. As their breaths fogged the air, he talked about the news, a politician he saw promise in. “She’s not bought. She can really fix the runaway deficit spending, roll back regulations, and not make the perfect the enemy of the good on infrastructure projects. And she’s a combat veteran...

************PAYTON************ Jack and I have owned Abbot Insurance Agency for the past ten years, since his parents retired. One drawback of owning a business is the necessity of attending industry conferences. That's why we’re spending the first week of May in downtown Oakland, across the bay from San Francisco. Oakland’s unexciting, but we planned to extend our stay over the weekend to explore San Francisco and enjoy...

She came home wrong The mattress still holds the shape of where Suzie should be. John lies in the hollow she left behind, naked, one arm flung over the empty side like he could will her back by touch. The clock on her nightstand glows 1:17 a.m. Her last text sits open on his phone: Staying at Lisa’s, love you. He has reread it twenty-three times tonight, thumb hovering over the heart he sent back, the one that now feels o...