I could tell that Jon was stressed out. He came home from work and buried his head in his computer. The two monitors were full of spreadsheets, social media, and news aggregators. He spent hours looking at them, furiously clicking through them. Our tiny t...

I resisted the urge to get down on my knees and take Mike's cock into my mouth again. It looked absolutely delicious, but I felt like it was time for the main event. I grabbed my beer and my phone off the coffee table as Mike stood up. "Taking your phone?...

"Huh," I said when my computer pinged a Facebook message. "Hmm?" my husband grunted from the coach, still engrossed by the game. "I just got a Facebook message from some guy I used to know in college." "Huh," Bryan replied, disinterested. A few moments pa...