Welcome to the "Break Room Bar." It is a local meeting place and watering hole. My name is Jacob, and I am one of the owners of this fine establishment. Most of our clientele are older locals who like to let their hair down, have a few drinks, and have a...
I'm so nervous, we've talked online, texted and video called, but never met until now. I've flown halfway around the world to meet you. Your ship has docked and unloaded it's cargo and you're on your way to me. So I can be ready and waiting for you exactl...
I hadn’t seen my best friend for nearly five years. Max and his sister had been looking after their elderly father until he passed away a few months ago. And although I knew they had been devastated, I also sensed relief in the family. His dad’s quality o...
Stefan enjoyed walking around his daughter’s neighborhood. However, he never realized what it would lead to. He was visiting his daughter and her family from his home in the Balkans. His second oldest daughter had accompanied him as well, but she was conf...
Dot was fifty-four. She was fifty-four years old and bored. And she knew it. But what she didn’t know was how liberating boredom could be. Dot was bored with her job as the principal of the middle school. She was bored with her grown children and their ne...
It was yet another of the group’s usual parties. Twenty or so couples, mostly aged mid-to-late thirties. Too much booze, too much cleavage, too many wankers (stockbrokers, merchant bankers, lawyers). Too much chat about hedge funds, Ferraris, expensive ho...
And then Wendy said, "Tell me more about the swinging." I told her everything. I'd always been happy about sharing my girlfriends, even before I met my ex-wife. I told her about meeting an older couple at a nudist beach on holiday who'd invited us back to...
Wendy reached over to touch it. Time stood still. She held my erect penis in her hand, and then she started to gently masturbate me. At that moment, I was reciting the alphabet backwards, remembering my eleven-times table, listing the football clubs in th...
The whirls, clicks, and beeps of the monitors and machines helping to keep the old man alive seemed to have an odd, primitive rhythm of their own. And the dim lights of the room revealed a homey, but definitely masculine, touch within the framework of the...
Death of the Jaguar The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a warm orange glow over the desolate road that stretched endlessly before Lady Emma and Baron Alexander John of Whiousqmoran. Their vintage car, a once proud and gleaming symbol of wealth and powe...
I’d been asked to satisfy my wife’s cousin’s sexual urges for the duration of her pregnancy. Kate was due in six weeks. This is a story about our seventh-to-ninth meetup. My relationship with Kate was becoming complicated. She was beginning to explore new...
The unexpected encounters which lead to great sex with a stranger met hours before are often the most unforgettable. This story is an accurate account of a fantastic evening I experienced a few years ago, but it remains fresh in my memory as if it happene...
Kim cursed as she turned into the motel parking lot. The front axle on her reddish 2016 Dodge Journey was making clunking noises again, like it had been doing almost every day for the past month. The mechanic had said it would cost around $750, but she wo...
Kate works for a big retail chain. She is a manager of the local outlet. She worked her way up through the retail industry from packing shelves. She did an MBA, and is earmarked for the regional manager position. She owns a nice apartment nearby overlooki...
After discovering a burning desire within me to remove my clothes in front of older men, I started to figure out ways to manufacture situations where I could make it happen. I was also thinking about why I had such a desire. Was it purely the idea of bein...
