I am Joe, and my wife is Caitlin. This summer, we moved from Toledo, Ohio, to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. We have not met many of our new neighbors yet. We moved because of work. Even though it was challenging, we managed to get settled. As time passed, we discovered some unexpected benefits that we were unaware of at the onset of this life-changing adventure. See the rest of the story, and I'll tell you about them. Liv...

Noah watched her as she sashayed down the dark hall and disappeared into their room, it was like she was a completely different woman from the one who had come out when he called for her earlier. Noah struggled between joyful pride and horny rejection, both things that Ailin made him feel, as he kept imagining her wonderful ass walking away from him. She had the hip dips of a beach volleyball player and an ass that belong...

“I’m so glad you're back!” Ailin ran up to Noah and jumped up to hug him. “I missed you so much! I love you!” She hung onto his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist. He grunted and took a step back to steady himself, but he smiled. Every day that he got home from work before the sun went down and she was home, his wife reacted the same way, like she was waiting the entire day to see him. He hugged her back, putting...

It’s only recently that Ryan told me that he’d revealed to Lush and to “the world” some of my indiscretions, in way too much detail, what we’ve been involved in over the years, including names and places that could identify me to people I work with, or worse still, to family and friends. I have to say I wasn’t pleased. As the weeks rolled by, I got past blushing. Seeing the events recalled in black and white weighs heavie...

He’s in his office, lights low, one hand around a glass of bourbon, the other lazily flipping through emails he doesn’t care about. Tie undone. Shirt sleeves rolled up. Completely relaxed. That lasts about ten more seconds. Because I walk in. No knock. No warning. Just lingerie—black, barely-there. One strap falling off my shoulder. Skin glowing. Confidence dripping from every step. I cross the room like it’s mine, becaus...

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the pristine white sands of the Maldives. Kate stood on the balcony of her luxury villa, her long, tanned legs accentuated by the sheer silk robe that clung to her curves. Her emerald eyes sparkled with a mixture of excitement and apprehension as she gazed out at the turquoise waters. She had just returned from a modeling assignment that had changed everything....

The living room shimmered with the dim, flickering glow of candles, their warm light licking across Moira’s wild spill of red hair, a fiery halo framing her untamed beauty. She sprawled on the couch, her emerald-green dress a second skin over her lush curves—breasts heaving against the taut fabric, hips swelling out in a brazen arc that seemed to dare the room to look away. She sipped her wine, lips glistening as they cur...

James is a thirty-five-year-old history professor at a large state school. He’s been happily married for the last three years. His wife, Amy, is a corporate executive and is the breadwinner of the house. What you’re probably more interested in is that she’s a bombshell. Specifically, she’s 5’11 with CCs, a tight body, long blonde hair, and an amazing ass. Some say her looks resemble that of Margot Robbie. James was only 5...

Virgil found himself frustrated again. While stroking his cock felt great, the release of orgasm eluded him lately. He could still get nice and hard, but reaching climax had been unattainable for some time now. Things were already not fabulous in his relationship with his wife, Sheila. Although she was still a beautiful woman, she had lost interest in sex long ago, and while she knew he took care of himself from time to t...

Amanda leaned back on the couch, her glass of wine perched delicately in her hand. The soft hum of John’s laptop fan drifted from the spare bedroom, where he was mid-stream on Chatturbate. She glanced at her phone, where the earnings ticked up steadily. $400… $450… $500. Her lips curled into a sly smile. This is almost too easy. She had discovered that John’s cross-dressing fetish wasn’t just a kink; it was a goldmine. Th...

Scene 10: "Honey, do you remember Chris?" John arrived home after a long day at work and his therapy session with Claire. He felt a little nervous about what he was going to do next, but he knew it was for the best. As he walked through the front door, he saw Sarah sitting on the couch, sipping on a cup of tea. "Hey, hun," she said, looking up and smiling. "How was work?" "It was fine," he replied, taking off his jacket a...