My wife Diane and I were on the highway one night, following a two-week visit with her family and friends who lived twelve hours away in Winnipeg. We were still a long way from home The kilometres had passed quietly most of the way, with only the occasional musical interlude on the radio. Diane shut off the radio and turned to me, a look of concern on her beautiful face. “You look tired. I don’t want you to fall asleep. D...

My girlfriend Diane and I started sharing dirty stories weeks after beginning to date. We discovered the ones we liked best were where she found herself in situations exploring her sexuality. We were in a long-distance relationship for the first year (she worked in a different city from where I went to university). The shared fantasies were the primary drivers of our frequent, and always blisteringly hot phone sex. We bec...

My wife and I shared many fantasies over the years about her enjoying her sexuality, and exploring possible “hot wife” scenarios. She would often initiate this type of pillow talk in our sex life. One such scenario would sometimes involve her going out to a bar with a close girlfriend, and being picked up. We always both came hard at the thought. Then came the night when she planned to go out with her girlfriend to a club...

There was a neighborhood bar that my wife, D, and I frequented in our neighbourhood. Occasionally, she would play her flirting game when we were there, but tonight it was to be different. She was made up in her usual smoky eye shadow and dark red lips highlighted her green eyes and auburn shoulder length hair. She was wearing a tight, low-cut gray tank top and her short black skirt that I loved so much. My wife was a smok...