I know the rules, Of this game that plays me. No emotions involved, Just lies and hotel fees. No calls in the evening, Your name stored as a she. Two hours twice a week, When you belong to me. Scolding hot showers, Wash away sweat and shame. I can’t help myself though, When you moan my name. Wrapped in your arms, Pretending I’m fine. But the band on your finger, Doesn’t match mine. Untangling of limbs, An awkward goodbye....

My wife leaves early Sunday morning to visit her sister for a few days. Our secret plan is coming together! Linda and I are all set for our overnight rendezvous. The intense desire I feel for Linda and the thrill of being alone with her is fueling my lust, reminding me of the hot times we have already enjoyed. Although I feel guilty, my longing for Linda surpasses any other emotions. Our passionate affair is consuming my...

"You look tired this morning, Patrick," said Simon when they met before the start of day two of the conference. "Do I?" responded Patrick. "And you, my dear, look radiant," said Simon to twenty-eight-year-old Chika Etomi. The fact was that sixty-five-year-old Patrick and the sexy Nigerian woman had spent much of the time since the conference ended the previous day fucking, as Simon very much suspected. Simon was a man of...

I got a wedding invitation recently from a college friend. I wasn't thrilled about going alone, but I decided that it was worth it for a chance to catch up with an old friend. I must admit though, the open bar played a part in my decision as well. The ceremony was nice but somewhat forgettable. I noticed some familiar faces as I looked around the church. Out of the people that I recognized, one of them caught my eye more...

“The Front Desk said you wanted to see me, sir? “Thank you! I do try to keep your room the way you like it, sir.” “Oh yes, you have been more than generous. Is there a problem, sir?” “I’m so very sorry, sir! Please give me another chance?!” “I had noticed that chair … sir … and what is sitting on it.” “Yes, I think I understand its purpose, sir.” “Kneel on it? Yes, sir.” “I assumed … you wanted me to lift my skirt, sir.”...

Heather Jefferson was a fifty-three-year-old company executive. She was currently staying in a hotel, as she was away from home on business. Heather was a very attractive divorcee, and she seldom went short of male attention. That attention often led to a bedroom, and Heather had had lovers aged from thirty years younger than her up to fifteen years older. She currently had her curvy, shapely bottom perched on a bar stool...

During the day, sixty-seven-year-old Gordon McMillan and twenty-six-year-old Chika Etomi were busy with meetings and work, but each minute that went by was a minute closer to them again being together. They had only met the previous evening in what had initially been a meeting arranged by a mutual friend, Charles Butler, but the mature white man and the Nigerian beauty were looking forward to their second meeting. Chika w...

It was getting close to Friday finishing time in the office, and for seventeen-year-old Lee Young, it meant that it would not be too long before he was fucking fifty-eight-year-old executive Sylvia Turnbull. They had first fucked one week previously, in Sylvia's house, and she had now booked a hotel room for the night for them, Lee had told his parents that he was staying with a friend from work. The first fuck had come a...