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My Best Friend's Wife

On a camping trip, David learns how bad Shane's wife has wanted him.

As I rounded the corner to turn on Maple street, on route to Shane's house, I couldn't help but chuckle at the irony of Brad Paisley's "Alcohol". Here I am on my way to a party and this song comes on the radio. Of course it alters the minds of us poor college kids. How else are we supposed to suffer through four years of college? If it weren't for a weekend full of nothing but alcohol, sluts and escaping reality, we would...

Lake house 1

White Knight comes to the rescue

I was driving up highway 41 toward the Sierra foothills on my way to a lake where I sometimes went camping and fishing.   My plan was to spend a few days fishing and unwinding from 2 weeks of intense contract work for a client.   I was alone because I had made the decision on the spur of the moment and I knew none of my friends would be able to get free on short notice.   That was ok; I was looking forward to being alone....

Lake House 2

White Knight to the rescue

I didn’t think I had ever been so aroused.   I’d never had a woman have such a long or loud orgasm before.   I kissed my way up to her mouth, making a brief stop at each nipple along the way.   My raging cock just barely touched her wet pussy as I reached her mouth and we began to kiss.   She licked my chin and sucked my lips, cleaning her juices off of everything but my mustache.   Then she gave me a little shove to the...

Lake House 4

White Knight to the rescue

“When we get to the hospital we need a story, we can’t tell them what really happened” said Jack.   “How about this, we were hiking and you fell down an embankment and landed hard on some rocks?” “Then how do we explain the bruises on your face? Asked Molly. “You take him into the emergency room and I’ll wait in the Jeep.” “Christ”, thought Jack, “this is just what I need right now”.   “I can’t believe he got the best of...

Lake house 5

White Knight to the rescue

The next morning I was standing on the deck with a cup of coffee looking out over the lake when Linda came up beside me and linked her arm in mine.   We stood there is silence for a moment, sipping our coffee and dwelling on our own thoughts. “Linda”, I said, “These last couple of days you’ve shown me that it really is possible to find the happiness that I’ve been seeking.   I’d like to spend more time with you, but I nee...