Homewrecker Stories

Looking back, that trip to visit Mia at college still sticks with me, even after all this time. It was mid-October a couple of years ago, fog hanging low over the campus like it was trying to hide secrets. I'd driven up alone—Karen had some work thing keeping her home—and pulled into their cramped off-campus house just as the sun was dipping. Mia met me at the door with that hug that always makes me feel like she's still...

It was a weird day. I guess one was due, considering. After all, strange seemed to follow Kassidy around. That girl had shown up in the middle of the night, used me, and then left. Then I watched that damn show where Audrey was trying to teach her a new lesson. It was hot; I loved it, but looking back, I felt even more strange. Now, one of the many messages I’d sent back and forth with Audrey had asked me to stay home and...

Raymond was a friend of Caitlin's father and a contractor for his business. He ran a small operation but had recently upgraded some software that necessitated a deal of manual labor. In order to get his information from a set of old spreadsheets and into the new program, a great deal of copying and pasting information had to be done. It was boring busy work that was necessary, but Raymond just didn't have someone that cou...

Have you ever done something totally random, and then a few months or years later realize that it incomprehensibly changed your life? I’ve always thought there should be a word for the feeling that encompasses this revelation. Maybe by the end of this story, you can help me come up with the right word. My wife and I were laying in bed. It was a Sunday. Our sixteenth wedding anniversary was in less than a month and we were...

“It’s wrong! She’ll know!” I plead. Because I’ll tell her. You know I can’t resist you. Before, you rejected my love. Now, here, you ambushed me. Your cunt—slick and hot from your premeditation—traps my cock—helplessly rigid from your wet panties smearing my lips. Your breasts seize my hands. Your ass and thighs pin me. Your ride is manic. My eruption triggers your gratification. You win. My orgasm burns my cold heart; yo...

Megan snuggles into me as we walk to the elevator. I contemplate the ramifications of what I'm getting myself into, but she nudges me to stop thinking about it. Remnants of her intoxicating perfume waft up from her face against my chest. As the elevator doors open, she steps in front of me, her back to me, reaches behind to grab my hands, and leads me in. As the doors close, she turns around and we kiss as I back her towa...

Megan draws me further in her web, leaning back on the incline weight bench, her slim, tight legs spreading wide for me. My new secretary nimbly whips into this move with the prowess of a stripper, with wiggling pussy, her feet pointing slightly inward. She lifts up her orange tank-top and shakes her big DD-cup tits at me. Tits that she used to bring this married man's destruction. Tits that made me get an immediate erect...