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bad_mann_ers
10 hours ago
Straight Male, 60
0 miles · Rome

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Ancient Languages

A simple fantasy of the pleasures of home leads to far more than an educator ever expected.

I have a little bit of wisdom that I'd like to share. If you find yourself with the opportunity to become an expert on forgotten languages, skip it. You will spend the rest of your days locked in dusty rooms full of artifacts that you don't dare touch. You will spend more time trying to convince someone to pay for your expertise than you will spend using that knowledge. I don't suppose that bit of wisdom will help most of...

My Crazy Life 3 - Susan

Sometimes a storyteller needs a little help to step out of the shadows.

If we were to meet today for the first time, you probably wouldn't be overwhelmed. I am not a bigger than life character. I am not sexually charismatic, or physically remarkable. You would probably notice that I am quietly confident, witty with dry humor, and I can often come off as having more than half a brain. At least you would notice me. That wasn't always the case. When my wife and I started our swinging adventures,...

My Crazy Life 2 - Amy

Fair is fair when my wife wants more. Swinging together helps balance the scales.

Swinging is not an activity for all people. By definition, it is a couple’s activity, and it requires a couple that is strong in their commitment to each other and open to new experiences. Here is the story of how my wife and I got started. My wife might say that she and I had been more or less happily married for fifteen years when we decided to explore. I am the story-teller, and I am very certain the story started long...

My Crazy Life 1 - Michelle

Maybe the title should be My Crazy Wife. She set me up!

I have written a lot of stories, and I believe I have a creative imagination. Because most of the stories are my fantasies, my main male characters tend to resemble me. This might quickly lead an astute reader to confusion, because in the various stories, my wife is either a nymphomaniac, or she's dead, or she left me for either a younger or an older man. My only answer is that to some extent all of those descriptions of...

Precipice - Part 3 of 3

When things get crazy, I straighten them out. Too bad I didn't see the trouble coming!

This little aside actually is part of the story. My oldest brother-in-law is a huge baseball fan. He managed to score some tickets for a Cubs versus Brewers game in Milwaukee. He had enough tickets to invite all of his brothers-in-law and all of our sons. There were even enough that the daughters were invited as well. Our families are split about 50-50 in supporting Wisconsin and Illinois sports teams, so we were going to...

Precipice - Part 2 of 3

With too many distractions, you never see the trouble coming. And the distractions keep coming.

Here's a fun fact that almost isn’t part of this story. One of my wife's friends has a kidney disorder that is being studied and closely monitored by doctors at the University in Madison. She isn't supposed to drive, so my wife volunteered to be her taxi. They leave after dinner on Thursday evenings and then spend the night. My wife is usually home by noon on Friday. This has been going on for months, and they plan to con...

Precipice - Part 1 of 3

With too many distractions, you never see the trouble coming.

I think I'm about to get into trouble. It doesn't happen often, and like any other time, I didn't even know it was coming. There were three causes this time, and I'm only responsible for two of them. The first cause started long before I even started dating my wife. We've been married more than twenty years, so it's been an issue for a while. I've tried my best, but the problem is still there. My wife has four sisters, tw...

Moving On - Part 3 of 3

When things don't add up, pay better attention. You just might fall in love.

Between the alcohol and her orgasm, Tonia was out like a light. I very carefully gathered her into my arms and carried her upstairs to the bedroom. She didn't wake as I cleaned things up and tucked her into bed. I struggled with deciding what was the right thing to do, and finally decided I should stay with her until the alcohol wore off and she woke up. I figured that would only be a couple of hours, and she could send m...

Moving On - Part 2 of 3

As I try to make sense of my experience, fate doubles down.

Sometimes I forget that my daughter likes to meddle. Early the next morning, I got a call from work. Apparently, my daughter had called my boss and told him about my mishap. In spite of the being cleared by the doctor, my boss insisted that I take the day off. I argued, but he insisted, and I relented. The last thing I wanted to do was sit around all alone in my empty house. It promised to be a beautiful early spring day,...

Moving On - Part 1 of 3

I can't remember falling, but I knew I had to please the woman that saved me.

It almost scared the life out of me. I couldn't remember what I was doing, but I remember falling.  It took most of forever to hit the ground, and then the lights went out. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on my back in the snow, and light snow was falling on my face.  Several people were yelling, but I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. Out of nowhere, the evening sky was blotted out by the biggest man I ha...

Obsessions Abound - Part 3 of 3 plus Epilogue

Things escalate quickly when our obsessions explode. Of course there are consequences.

Tina's Revelation === His body stiffened up as he gasped, "What?" I sat back so I could see his reaction. He was truly shocked by my question. "Someone is manipulating files on the network to pull funds out of the company," I explained. "It's ingenious how every financial transaction has added line items that are then nulled out. The reports end up showing nothing out of place, but the nulled out money can't be traced." "...

Obsessions Abound - Part 2 of 3

Things escalate quickly when my obsession is thrown in my face

Tina's Story === It was a dangerous obsession, one that I couldn't ignore. I remember the thrill of the first time I held a hard cock in my hands and pressed my lips to its heated skin. I wouldn't call myself a cock hound or a cum slut, but for the right guy, I am both of those. I've dated guys that weren't the right guy, and they would be shocked to learn that I might do that. I love that part of me, but I usually don't...

Obsessions Abound - Part 1 of 3

Things escalate quickly when my obsession is thrown in my face.

John's Story === It was a dangerous obsession, to be sure. I have always had a fascination with breasts, maybe starting even before I found my first adult magazine as a teenager. The seemingly endless variety has always drawn my attention. There is no such thing as a 'perfect breast' to me. They are all perfect, although I prefer the ones I am allowed to worship in person. This new obsession goes beyond that, and I'm stil...

Life's Little Messes

To paraphrase good advice: Don't sweat the small messes; they're all small messes.

She pauses at the door to collect herself. There has to be a better way. She shakes her head to scold herself. She's been over this a thousand times in her head. She fears this is the only way. She opens the door and lets herself in. She glances around the lobby and notices the customer service desk. Beyond, she sees a gift shop and the entrance to a bar. Several men are sitting at tables in a small atrium that is barely...

Sexual Surrogate

Like the line from the Live song, sometimes everybody needs a little fucking change.

From my point of view, nothing had changed. I mean, even if I am a smart-ass, I've always been a nice guy.  So when I left work one night, and Angie from the Parts Department had a flat tire, I didn't think twice about offering to help.  No, she isn't some hot, young woman that I was trying to impress.  She and I are both in our late forties.  Sure, it was cold out, and the snow was going to make it tricky to place her ja...