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Sabine Deschamps is displeased, and my phone vibrates, increasing my anxiety. The timing could not be worse; it is Pascal, and I will not answer it. It is Thursday, and I sit outside my boss's office. This meeting with Sabine is crucial. Lisette is concerned that Raphaël will share that attachment more widely. We need his discretion and obligation for our plan to work. I should rehearse my lines, but the revelations from...

The warmth and gentle massage of the hot tub slowly revived me and I idly wondered if James was hard again, and then I put the thought away for another time. I got out of the tub, acutely aware of my nakedness as I toweled off and walked back inside, carrying my robe. I put some jazz on and looked at the spy equipment I had received from work. Rhonda had charged everything, so I downloaded the app and tested the camera an...

Lying on the bed next to Lerato, and feeling so great from meeting such an amazing woman and finding such a perfect sexual connection, I messaged Tokelo. I had never met Tokelo in person, but she found me through my stories on Lush, and we had been chatting and talking for a few months. “Hey Tokelo,” I wrote on WhatsApp. “I hope you are having a nice evening. How is your special toy doing?” “Haha,” she wrote. “I am okay,...

Joan arrives home after completing a two-million-dollar contract for a new home, with her in the middle between the couple and the construction company. She was so proud of herself and looked forward to pleasing these clients in every way possible as their home was designed and built. Joan's cuckold husband greets her with a big kiss when she comes home. Warren comments right away, "You smell and taste so fucking good. Yo...

The party was in full swing when I arrived at about 9:45 p.m. Music was playing in the backyard and I wandered through the 1920s Spanish-style house looking for the hosts, Chuck and Kitty. I knew the host couple because Chuck is a cousin of my friend Serena, whom I dated for several months this summer. He and I really had a lot in common and quickly became good friends. If this Halloween party was half as good as the July...

I’m usually a private guy, and I’m not one for blustering or bragging. Sometimes, a life event happens that you can’t hold inside, in that private place that no one else knows. It needs to be carefully shared with others so they can have some idea of how wonderful it all was. Considering what happened, it would normally be easy to ignore that particular temptation. I read and, more importantly, wrote erotic stories, which...