Hannah stepped into the quaint coffee shop, the tantalizing scent of freshly brewed coffee enveloping her senses. As she waited in line to order, her eyes wandered around the cozy space, taking in the warm wooden decor and soft lighting. Her attention was soon caught by a younger man sitting alone at a high-top table sipping his cup. He looked up catching her eye and flashed her a charming smile, which Hannah sheepishly r...
What convinces a normally reserved and traditional wife to not just allow, but also enjoy, the attention of others? How does she change from someone that would never consider sex outside of her marriage to someone that is brought to ecstasy by people other than her husband? What triggers such behavior? Is it the excitement of the forbidden? Is it seduction? Some sort of coercion? Is it an enticement, a quid pro quo of som...
It was 1976. Kelly was sixteen and got her first job working in the bakery/deli at the local grocery store. As she was still in high school she worked a variety of shifts after school, evenings, and on weekends. The job supplied a hideous smock as their uniform. Kelly wore her own jeans and T-shirt under the smock. The smocks were also cleaned by the store. There was a small breakroom in the back area where folks could st...
I couldn’t believe myself!But, my heart was pounding loudly in my chest as I surrendered myself to this stranger in a dank, dirty alley and a lustful almost maniacal smile spread across my lips. I felt it start and begin to spread from within my belly as this strangers cock shoved roughly up into my soaking slit. A moan slipped from my lips, getting louder as the first hint of my orgasm grew and grew. The rough brick rubb...
Josette couldn’t stop fidgeting as she waited to meet Claude. If he accepted her, her chances to compete with the world’s elite in gymnastics would drastically increase. She thought about the hours and effort she had put into her craft, and it had all come down to this moment if she wanted to take the next step. The door opened and a man’s voice with a French accent told her to enter. She could feel her heart thudding in...
I couldn’t stop looking at the clock. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes turned into hours, and still, nothing. When was she getting home? She’d said eleven at the latest, but it was three in the morning, and I was starting to worry. Beyond that, the part of my brain that wasn’t neurotically concerned that something terrible had happened was less than pleased. I’m not a possessive or controlling person, as a rule, b...
My wife, Lucy and I were on holiday and had become friendly with another couple, Helen and Pete, who were slightly younger than us but were both very much on our wavelength. It happened one night, that we were back at their rented villa, enjoying a few drinks and a tipsy chat. I was seated next to Lucy, and facing us, Helen next to Pete when the topic of conversation moved somehow from politics to sexuality:"So Tony", Pet...
At the time the events of this story took place, my wife Stacy and I were working for a large real estate development company in the Minneapolis area. We met at the company five years earlier and dated for two years before getting married, and we had a two-year-old daughter at the time. Stacy had just recently stopped taking her birth-control pills because we were trying to get her pregnant with our second child. Stacy is...
