My name is Ethan, and two years ago when I was thirty-eight years old and my wife, Tara, was thirty-six, we attended an out-of-town charity event with my big bosses, that had lifestyle-altering consequences for us. I work for a large medical device company in the Minneapolis area, and at the time of the charity event, I was the regional sales manager working for Ron, the regional operations manager. My company encourages...

My name is Donald, but most people call me Donny, and my wife, Emma, and I were born and raised in a farming community in Nebraska. We were raised on neighboring farms and had been best, platonic friends since kindergarten. We didn’t start dating and having sex until our senior year in high school, and by then she had already been sexually active with two of my friends, Owen and Wyatt, starting in our junior year. Emma is...

My name is Ted, and by most measures, I have had a good life with Janice, my wife of over fifty years, and at the age of sixty-seven, I’m enjoying my retirement in the suburbs of Detroit, Michigan. I worked on an auto plant assembly line for most of my working life and am financially secure with social security and a pension income. Janice is two years younger than me and had long since lost interest in having sex of any...

My name is David, and my wife, Amy, and I were born and raised in the Indianapolis area, but didn’t meet until our junior year at Purdue University. I majored in electrical engineering and she majored in elementary education. The economy was in a recession when we married after graduation, but I found a good job with a defense contractor in Hattiesburg, Mississippi. There weren’t any jobs available for Amy at that time, a...

My name is Mason, and my wife, Emma, and I are fifty-two years old and living in a blue-collar suburb of Birmingham, Alabama. Our kids are grown and out on their own, and I was enjoying my sex life with Emma and the freedom of an empty-nester lifestyle, at least until Emma became premenopausal, and lost interest in sex. This story is about the events that began about two years ago when I started exploring an outlet for my...

My name is Kimberly, but most people call me Kim, and my husband, Daniel, who people call Dan, and I are a twenty-seven-year-old white couple living in Southeast Florida. We’re raising our black, Jamaican son, while I’m pregnant again with our second black baby and within weeks of giving birth. But this story begins when we met in our senior year of college at the University of Florida. Dan was working on his major in bus...

My name is Jason and now, at the age of twenty-five, I’m living with my beautiful wife, Erin, and our fifteen-month-old son in Knoxville, Tennessee. From all outward appearances we are a normal, young family, and no one outside our intimate social circle would guess that we’re living an active cuckold lifestyle, or that I am likely not the biological father of our son. I grew up in the Knoxville suburbs, did well in schoo...

My name is Craig, and at forty-eight years old my wife, Linda, is forty-six, and we live in a modest home in a blue-collar neighborhood in Midland, Texas. I work for an oilfield service company, and often travel with my boss to other parts of the state on two, three, and sometimes four-day assignments. Linda and I raised a son and a daughter who now live in the Fort Worth area, and with me gone part of the time, Linda has...

My name is Henry, and my wife, Abigail, who most people call Abby, and I are empty nesters living in Benton, Arkansas, a suburb of Little Rock. We grew up in conservative, religious homes in the Little Rock area, but went to different high schools, and didn’t meet until our sophomore year at the University of Arkansas at Little Rock. We dated for two years and didn’t have sex, other than kissing and fondling, until our se...

My name is Caleb, and I’m now fifty-one years old and living in a middle-class suburb of Biloxi, Mississippi with my wife, Jordan. We’re an African American couple, and I work as a master plumber for a black-owned plumbing company in the area, while Jordan is the co-owner of a daycare center catering to white working couples. Jordan and I have had a happy marriage, and our two kids are grown and living on their own with f...

My father took a job transfer from Boise, Idaho to Philadelphia when I was just going into my junior year in high school, and I was unprepared for the culture shock. Our small town outside Boise is one of the whitest places in the country, while Philly has large populations of numerous ethnicities, including about forty percent African American and eight percent Puerto Rican. My name is Kevin, and I became especially intr...

My name is Ryan, and now at the age of forty-five, my wife, Julie and I are empty nesters, living in the same home in the Atlanta suburbs where we raised our two children. Our youngest left home for college two years ago, and this story begins at that time, when I had been looking for ways to take my mind off missing our kids so much. Our neighbors, Daniel and Amy, are our age, and they are in the same situation, with the...

From all outward appearances, my family life in the Philadelphia suburbs with my wife, Megan, is ideal. I have a great job in the city, my beautiful wife keeps herself busy with our two elementary-school-aged kids and volunteer work, and we have a reasonably good sex life. My name is Dave, and Megan and I met in college in our junior year. We were married soon after graduation. I was the first man to fuck her, so she real...

My name is David, and I’m a well-hung, happily married man in my early forties. I run every day on a heavily used trail through a wooded area near my home in Montgomery, Alabama. One day I was running and had to piss, so I took a side path, that looked like it was recently cleared, to go deeper into the woods. I came to a small clearing that was out of sight of the main trail and pulled the bottoms of my skimpy running sh...

My name is Jacob, and my wife, Olivia, and I live in Brentwood, Tennessee, an affluent suburb of Nashville. I’m a senior state official working in the Tennessee State Capitol area, and at the time this story began, I was fifty-two years old and Olivia was fifty. Olivia and I met after college, and we have had a wonderful marriage, raising a son and a daughter who are now out on their own. We had a great sex life too, at l...