I am a traffic control flagger for a local road construction company. The workweek has been brutally hot, with temperatures soaring to a scorching one hundred fifteen degrees. Friday was a day that will remain etched in my memory for the rest of my life. I had just halted traffic on the two-lane road when an eighteen-wheeler came barreling toward us. Fortunately, there were only eight cars in line. The truck driver had th...

The city lights flickered and danced through the window, casting an eerie glow on the darkening room. She sat there, on the edge of the bed, gazing out from her hotel room window as he left to get a towel to clean her up. Somewhere below her, her husband sat in a private room at a table in a high-stakes poker game with his buddies. To be honest, poker bored her to tears. All that sitting around waiting for cards, the occa...

Greta Scarborough awakened that Monday morning with a steely resolve. She’d gone unfucked that weekend for what seemed the umpteenth time. Her husband Ned was a good man, and healthy. He just seemed disinterested. “I’m tired of flouncing around the house half-naked and getting no response. I’m too young for this shit.” Greta groused. She was, in fact, scheduled to be forty years old on her next birthday. Greta was determi...

I met friends the night of the 2024 election at a local wine bar and craft beer taproom. We figured it was a good night to go out drinking since the TV networks would have wall-to-wall news coverage on the election results. When I arrived, my friends, Bob and Greg were already seated at a table. As I walked across the room, I couldn’t help but notice the four younger women at the adjacent table: they were all beautiful an...

Where to begin? I should start by telling you my name, Samantha, but everyone calls me Sam. I have been married to my loving husband, Oscar, for ten years. We go through ups and downs like most couples, but we are like two peas in a pod most of the time. We started having poker nights three years ago. It is a mixture of different friends and coworkers. We do this once a month and sometimes have as many as twelve people. O...

I'm Calvin, and I work for a security consulting company that sends me to different airports around the country. It had been six months since I'd been home. I have been very busy in my job as a security consultant, but the thought of finally going home to my beach house in The Cape (Cape Cod, Massachusetts) still lingered. As I sat on a plane in San Diego on my way back from Seattle, I dozed off. My eyes closed, and I rem...

Joan is lying by the pool, sunbathing naked in an unfenced backyard. She could hear some hard-working men nearby putting on a new roof. An almost empty pitcher of martinis, with her empty glass, sits on the stand beside her. Her hands inadvertently caressed her pussy, as her legs parted. Joan's mind was filling with naughty, lust-filled thoughts. The doorbell rang on her front door. She slid on a short black tee shirt ove...

Joan was home alone and needs some intimate attention. The pool circulation pump, heater, and filter were not working. She decided to call a pool company to come out and look at her situation, and take care of all her needs. The pool service answered right away when Joan called. She explained the problems with the pool and asked if someone could come out today to do the repairs and any maintenance needed. She told the wom...

There are three things you need to know about Ariel, my wife. First, she’s gorgeous. I mean, she might not be to everyone’s taste, but she is to mine. Ari is an absolute shortstack of a woman. She’s short even for a Filipina at a smidge under five feet (I’m sure she’ll yell, “Four-eleven-and-a-half, Kyle! Round up!” when she reads this), with the missing height apparently deposited in some truly magnificent curves. Add to...