Dear Mistress Kat, I’m a married man in my fifties who is trying to spice things up in my sex life, and I need some ideas on how to do it right. I want to do something special, like take my wife on a weekend away somewhere. I should let you know that she was brought up to think sex was dirty and that good girls don’t like it. With some help from a therapist, she has learned to lighten up a little and allow herself to enjo...

“I’m sorry I was an asshole.” “It’s okay; I love you.” “Thank you for forgiving me; you’re the best wife!” “Not really. But I wouldn't say no if it would ease your conscience to provide me with dessert in bed.” “Dessert? You mean sex, not ice cream, right?” I laughed, rolling onto my back, letting my legs fall open. “Nailed it in one.” “Oh, I plan to nail you, but more than just once.” True to his word, I came several tim...

Derek sat at his desk the next morning, reviewing training videos. Although he’d been doing most of the work of the IT Manager, he needed to know the specific requirements for his job; he planned to take this promotion very seriously. Admittedly, he’d been surprised not to find Val perched on the corner of his desk when he arrived at work. He figured they would run into each other sometime during the day. However, by lunc...

Derek went home after having fucked the new CEO’s wife and tried to sort out his feelings. On one hand, it was one of the most erotic experiences he’d ever had. But on the other, he was left with an unsettling feeling of uncertainty. When he discovered that the hot redhead with whom he hoped to start a relationship was not only the boss’s wife but also one of his bosses, he was certain his days with the company were numbe...

The sun shone brightly, and the gulls pierced the air with shrill cries. When the cool wind threatened to chase us away, he turned the beach umbrella sideways to block the breeze. Once in place, it provided more than just shelter from the chilly air. He had, in essence, created our own private oasis. He looked at me with lust in his eyes. One finger, then a second, invaded my swimsuit bottom, moving in sync with my rockin...

Derek stopped at the bar to get a drink before finding a seat to watch Valencia’s presentation. He had a nagging feeling that he might have just shagged the new CEO. But since it was her idea, he figured he didn’t need to worry about getting fired. “Good evening, everyone! Thank you all for coming. My name is Valencia Welton, and I’m here tonight to introduce your new CEO, my husband, Anton Welton.” Holy fuck! I’m toast!...

He saw her at a cocktail party, standing across the room in a green gown that dipped down in the back to just above the crack in her perfect ass, and hugged hips that begged to be grasped. No bra, no panties, he thought as his cock twitched. Maybe this corporate shindig wouldn’t be so bad after all. He’d nearly skipped it but was told that the new CEO would be making an appearance, and he didn’t want to miss out on making...

A hand covered her mouth, muffling her cries as she bucked against clever fingers. Hot breath against her neck warned her not to scream while she flooded his hand. “Shhh,” he admonished her. “We have house guests. Be quiet, or I’ll fill your mouth with my cock.” That was all she needed to hear to send her over the edge again. True to his word, he pressed the head of his rigid shaft against her lips and said, “Who knew a g...

As I lay there, my body humming with arousal, Sam was busy planting soft, wet kisses along my inner thighs. It was slow, agonizing, delicious torture. My pussy ached to be touched, but it was clear that Sam was hell-bent on taking his time. It was hard to blame him. After several clandestine meetings for a quick bang or a rushed suck and fuck, it was nice to be lying back on a bed with my legs spread for him, letting him...

It was Valentine’s Day, and I had no card for the love of my life. He assured me no card was necessary. “Show me I’m your Valentine.” Pushing him back on the bed, I freed his cock from its restraints and let my tongue work its magic. Inch by inch, he disappeared in my mouth until his sensitive head met the back of my throat… then kept sliding further until the thrusts produced decadent, obscene sounds and marvelous releas...

Though I hadn’t technically gotten my coworker, Sam, to agree to the threesome I proposed, my hubby was exceptionally turned on by the fact that I’d been brave enough to ask. So much so that he couldn’t keep his hands off me that night. Admittedly, having the attention of two sexy men was exhilarating and made me feel incredibly desired. Having them at the same time sounded delicious. While I was treating my hubby to my f...

The day after treating Sam to a quickie blow job under his desk, I decided I needed to get to work even earlier. I wanted to be able to draw things out to enhance his enjoyment of my particularly erotic oral skill set. When I got to the side door of his classroom, it was propped open for me. I grinned. When I stepped inside, he looked up and smiled. “May I help you?” he asked coyly. I unpinned my red hair and let it fall...

My coworker, Sam, looked over my shoulder at a presentation on my computer, his hot breath awakening my arousal. Was this the moment I had waited for? His lips kissed my neck; my nipples hardened, sending pulses to my pussy as if communicating via an erotic Morse Code. Melting against his body, I ached for his touch. Why was he hesitating? “Are you sure?” he finally asked. I nodded. “I want your hands everywhere.” He obli...

Chapter Twenty-One Since it was a short walk to Central Park, Grace decided they should head out on foot for their afternoon carriage ride. Donning light jackets and putting the kids in the double stroller, they walked west on 63rd Street towards the park, chatting and enjoying the fresh air. The sun was shining, and the sounds of the city surrounded them. When they crossed 5th Avenue, they walked along the perimeter to G...

The fog rolls in, obscuring the horizon The muted colors blend into one hue Melancholy looms within my being Is it the lack of sun? Or is it missing you? The waves lap at my feet along the shoreline I wish that you were here to hold my hand My heart is heavy, denser than the air As time moves like a million grains of sand. My thoughts, they flit like hummingbirds that hover The distance in between and time apart Have let...