We're only midway through our wine when Brenda remarks, "Isn't that Brian?" Her tone is filled with the eagerness of a predator eyeing its target. I follow her gaze and spot him at the bar, exuding his usual air of confidence and ease. Brenda takes a sip of her wine, flicking a drop from her lip with her tongue as she continues to watch Brian intently. "Should we ask him to join us?" she inquires, but before I can reply,...

At sixty, Kat looked just as sexy when I married her forty years ago. I hadn't fared as well, even though she would argue the point. Kat's libido had kicked into overdrive, and I couldn't keep up with her. Kat was tall at 5'10" with long chestnut brown hair down to her waist. Of course, her hair color came from a bottle, as her sexy triangular bush was solid white. Her ass had fallen but was still firm and plump. Her eyes...

As the sun rose the next morning, casting a warm, golden light through the windows, I stirred from my slumber, the events of the previous night still fresh in my mind. Leanna and Ashley were curled up on either side of me, their bodies warm and inviting. I took a moment to appreciate the sight, feeling a deep sense of contentment and satisfaction. Leanna stirred first, her eyes fluttering open as she looked up at me with...

Brenda leans across the table, her hand wrapping tight around my wrist, her wedding ring biting into my skin. She's still buzzing from the night, from the conversation we just had. "Promise me," she says, "promise me you'll do it." She means what we just talked about—the club—about us going back again, only this time, just the two of us. No Lisa. My thoughts are a mess, tangled up between wanting and worrying. I can't sto...

During the heat of the moment, when her motor is running full on, she is eager for my cock in her mouth. During normal times, not so much. I love it when she is so hot she loses control and becomes a wanton slut. She really doesn’t know I see her that way; it’s one of my little secrets. She would be shocked to know I think of her that way. She's sucking my cock with gusto. When I get close to cumming, I stop her and pull...

Luna slides a leather-bound volume into place on the mahogany shelf, savoring the library's hushed embrace. Returning books by cart, she finds more solace among their silent pages than in the cold predictability of her marriage to Caleb. An hour before closing, a tall man in a charcoal suit asks for advanced texts on market volatility and forecasting. Luna leads him through the aisles under the warm glow of reading lamps,...

Brenda's pussy spasms against my mouth, drenching my face in her juices and making her buck so hard she almost knees me in the ear. "Fuck, Bob! Don't you dare stop!" she screams, grinding her cunt against my lips, her thighs clamping my head in a vice. She's already come twice, like, full-body shivers each time, but she's still all over me. Totally insatiable. She's got her hands tangled in my hair, nails digging into my...

It had been two weeks since they watched the video. Two weeks since Rachel collapsed sobbing into Jason’s arms, her body slick with sweat and guilt and something darker—something neither of them had a name for yet. Now, the silence in the house pulsed with soundless echoes of it. Each night, they played the video again. Sometimes together, side by side on the living room floor, trembling and stroking each other in time wi...

The leather of the booth groaned as Jason Carter shifted in his seat, fingers tightening around his whiskey glass for the third time in twenty minutes. Outside the window, the Denver skyline glowed against a moody sky, neon lights bleeding across the glass like bruises. Inside, the air was all velvet and confidence—low jazz, money in the walls, and waiters who didn’t smile unless you were someone worth smiling for. Jason...