“Mark, we’re lucky. I was looking back thinking how unhappy we were. Wondering why we didn’t pack up and leave them, right then and there. Then I think about what we have now. Maybe we appreciate us more, since we had to wait. I don’t know, but I could never be happier than I am with you,” Pam looked up and we kissed. I didn’t say anything, I just held her and would squeeze her a little now and then. I kissed the top of h...

“I don’t know what you do to me, Mark, but my God. Sometimes when you love me I feel like my body will explode. I feel the wonderful things you are doing to me, but nothing else in the world exists, I don’t even know I’m in our bedroom,” Pam whispered. I lifted her legs moved closer to her then slid my cock into her pussy. Pam’s eyes closed and she moaned as my cock filled her wet pussy. I put her legs over my shoulders a...

It was a warm night. I could see T relaxing on the bed in her hotel room with the curtains and window open. I phoned her and saw her pick it up and answered the call. “Hey. How are you?” she asked. “All good. Put your phone on speaker mode and then put it down,” I said. “What, why?” T queried, sounding confused. “Just do it,” I replied. I could see T do as instructed and then sit back on the bed. “What’s on your mind?” “Y...

I'm sitting naked on the edge of the bed. Sarah slowly unbuttons her pink blouse, exposing her cleavage. I watch attentively, not blinking because I don't want to miss a second. She gets to the last button and slips off her top, exposing the soft, womanly curves of her upper body. She reaches behind and unzips her skirt, then slowly pushes it down over her hips, letting it fall to the floor in a puddle. She is wearing red...

Things were slowing down at work since the weather was getting colder. The project I have been reviewing is scheduled to begin in February—fat chance of that. At home, the days flew by. Cynthia was getting things ready at the apartment for the little party after the wedding. I told her to order from a catering service. I got that look. Cynthia was making a list of items at the store when her phone went off. She almost jum...

“Jack, will you promise me, not to rub it into Mrs. Jacobs or anybody that you stole the best employee? Jack, promise me?” I just smiled. “Can I tell them how wonderful you are? In every way?” “No. You can tell them that I was a good maid. You’re in your incorrigible mood, aren’t you?” I just smiled. “Okay, my last hope. Behave or no nookie, well, until we get home. No stopping in the park again.” I gave in. I opened the...

I heard the alarm clock, but I couldn’t find it. My swearing at the invisible bastard made me madder. Suddenly, quiet. I smelled the coffee first. Then I opened my eyes. Cynthia was holding the four-letter word object close to her. It was like she had it in protective custody. “Good morning, Lover,” she whispered. “I have your coffee here when you’re ready.” I’m looking at this beautiful smiling face holding an alarm cloc...

The following morning found me crawling out of bed at ten o’clock. Man, did I sleep in; it felt good. I checked on Cynthia, well on the top of Cynthia’s head. The blanket moved a little. This was getting to be a fun ritual. “Jack?” she yawned. “Are you getting up?” A little more movement. “Yes, I am going to start the coffee. I’ll bring yours in when it’s ready.” “Is it cold up there?” The little voice yawned. “No, not re...

After we left Isabella’s, I could have driven through a tornado and Cynthia would not have noticed. All she saw was her ring. She would look at it, hold it to her cheek, and sigh a little. “Baby, did you enjoy your dinner?” Cynthia looked at her ring. The expression on her face gave me so much peace. I pulled into our parking space and got out. I walked over to Cynthia’s side and opened her door. She was holding her hand...

This is part two, or should I say there is a long story that leads up to this taking place. I met Maria out clubbing when I was in my early twenties, and she was just eighteen. She was tiny, with black hair. She was gorgeous and danced nonstop. I could not take my eyes off of her. I managed to speak to her, she had a strong accent and we clicked. She was very keen on sex, very open and experimental. We married within a ye...

The following morning when I woke up, I looked at Cynthia. She was still sound asleep but had the most peaceful smile on her face. I had a strange feeling that last night may have been the night Cynthia had been hoping for. I opened the bedroom door as quietly as possible and snuck into the kitchen. I hit the brew button on the coffee maker and stood there looking at it. Like I thought it would talk to me. I had never tho...

Tuesday morning, I was up before dawn. I couldn’t sleep. I noticed a major problem with the new project just before I left work. If I’m right, we are twelve feet on the adjacent property. That will heat the hotline with the legal beagles. I started to pour our coffee when Cynthia walked into the kitchen. “Good morning, Baby,” she said softly. I almost went through to the fourth floor. “Jack, Baby, what’s wrong? You’re as...

I had just put my briefcase on my desk when Nancy entered my office. She said that Mrs. Timbrook wanted another meeting with me at ten-thirty. I told her I’d check my schedule; Nancy laughed as she left my office. She has a great sense of humor, but business is finished when she puts her foot down. Ten-thirty found me standing in front of Nancy’s desk. “You’re seven seconds late. That will be four demerits,” she laughed a...

With only three days before the wedding, Beth was as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. Cindy had taken time off of work to help. I think she was there more to keep Beth from bouncing off of the walls. Carl and I went to the Church to see if we could help with anything. I mean, ANYTHING. Being around two hyper ladies can be, a, let’s just say trying. Reverend Michaels came to the door, smiling....