My girlfriend, Carol, and my other girlfriend, Karyl, were up early and cooking breakfast last Saturday morning. It was my fortieth birthday; my ‘get everything they want’ day. Let me tell you about it. I stretched under the sheets of our king-sized bed and enjoyed the buzz of morning wood against soft sheets. The sound of my giggling gals and the smell of bacon compelled me to shower and join them in our kitchen. Karyl,...

“If you’re putting on your yoga pants, remember our rules.” That’s the last thing I said to Lolly before she kissed me under the sheets and fled to go grocery shopping this morning. Speaking of my tall blonde California cliché of a wife, she just this moment maneuvered her naughty body under my typing desk. She’s currently pulling my sweatpants off. Hold on a sec… okay, while she works slowly on my growing erection, let m...