This morning, we look like any other couple. Bryan lets me have breakfast at the dinner table with him. Of course, I'm still naked except for my submissive collar. I have to admit, I can't imagine not wearing it. I almost want to ask Bryan if he'll let me keep it. I already know that's a bad idea. This collar is a symbol that I belong to him. I'll have to take it off when I go back to my husband. After all, it's not as if...

Through moonlit countryside, the train did glide, Amanda and Pete, spirits high inside. From friends they'd parted, homeward bound, In empty carriage, solitude they found. Merry from drinks, but far from drunk, Their inhibitions slightly shrunk. A stolen glance, a playful smile, Tension building all the while. Friends for years, now something more, A budding romance they chose to explore. Just weeks into this shift of hea...

“Starting without me?” His voice was soft and teasing as he watched from the doorway of our bedroom as my hand slid into my panties to stroke my clit a few times. I closed my eyes for a minute, biting my lip as I looked at him with lust-filled eyes. “Well, you know what they say,” I teased. “The waiting is the hardest part.” He laughed, finally moving from the doorway to close the door and join me in the bed. “You just lo...

The door swung open, and Jackie scurried inside. She was too afraid to make eye contact with Mr. Moore and offered him nothing more than a cursory glance as she hurried past him. He fared no better. Mr. Moore stared stupidly at her long, black ponytail until he eventually remembered to shut the door behind her. He brought his fist to his mouth and coughed. "Well, uh, hi Jacob—Jackie! Shoot, I'm sorry. Trevor told me about...

“All right, that's it for today, everyone,” my professor said, turning away to begin erasing the whiteboard. “You have your assignments, and I'll see you next class.” I smiled to myself, watching and waiting as the other students left before hugging him from behind with a soft sigh. “I couldn't wait to see you today.” He smiled, turning to me with open arms and a teasing grin as he dropped the eraser to lead me into his o...

Gorgeous Sarah Brown was trembling as she pulled into the school parking lot for her calculus final; she glanced at her car radio and the time showed she had arrived over an hour early. She had studied diligently for weeks with her secret Chinese boyfriend, Darren Liu, but still, she dreaded writing the exam. Nervously, she stepped out of her pickup truck and began walking to the side entrance, reciting in her head the di...

Darren walked quickly to the coffee shop, ordered two hot green teas, and walked to the parking lot in the back. He understood why Sarah chose this spot, as it was a little further from school, and the parking lot was hidden in the back, away from the prying eyes of gossiping students. He stood for a while, waiting for her before his confidence waned. He worried that she was setting him up for a prank, that she would soon...

From behind, I felt my son’s hands on my breasts. I was in the kitchen making dinner, just chopping an onion and almost done with that. He cupped my boobs, then pinched my nipples, not hard. I felt his stiff cock push against my ass. I was dressed, blouse and shorts, but I couldn’t tell what he was wearing. We’d done this before – not often, maybe a dozen times. My son was sixteen years old. His hands felt nice. Not as go...

Peter sat in the laundromat, skimming through a two-year-old copy of Ladies Home Journal that he'd found. He was halfway through a "riveting" article detailing cheaper alternatives to dry-cleaning draperies when his dryer buzzed loudly, alerting him to empty it. By sheer force of habit, he glanced around before he dumped the contents of the dryer onto the folding table. Only the disinterested attendant — a twenty-somethin...