My wife, Anne, and I married in August 1999. She was three weeks past her thirty-second birthday; I was just three weeks shy of my thirty-ninth. The early days and nights of our relationship were filled with sex, pretty much vanilla sex but lots of it. Of...
The next weekend, Anne and I went for a swim on Saturday morning. After lunch, she said, “I want to go shopping! Come with me, please!” The look in her eye made it difficult to say no. She drove us downtown to the adult store where Sam had taken me the pr...
The following week, Anne received a text from Rose saying that she would be in town at the end of March. “Very much looking forward to seeing you again,” followed by a bunch of emojis. She showed the text to me that night but, not being much into the text...
When I woke up the next morning, I was alone in my bed. I was afraid Sam had left without saying goodbye until I heard soft singing coming from outside my room, “Gooood morning! Good morning!” she sang the line from an old song that had recently been used...
We all climbed in and the car hadn’t started moving before Rose grasped my hand and moved it to her breasts. “We’re going to give you a night you will never forget!” she whispered as her hand rubbed my cock. We passed on doing up our seatbelts and as Rose...
We found seats on stools at a high table in the lounge and looked around to take in the crowd. It was the usual mix of hotel guests and a few locals. The male guests were obvious as they scanned the room looking for prey while the couple of female guests...
The next morning, I awoke to find Rose still sleeping beside me but Anne was nowhere to be seen. I rolled over and pulled Rose close to me, she made a soft sound and snuggled into me as I held her. I must have fallen back asleep for a while because the ne...
Rose laughed loudly as we related the details of the two visitors we’d had that afternoon. We had just finished dinner and had retired to her room for our last evening together before she left in the morning. At dinner, Anne had asked Rose what she’d done...
We got into the bedroom and Anne excused herself for a few minutes, taking the toys with her. I had hoped she was putting on some of that sexy lingerie she had been wearing over the weekend but when she returned, she was wearing her old robe and was dryin...
