As Isla stepped out of her heels, her eyes met mine. Before, I'd had trouble holding her stare, but now that the taste of her pussy lingered on my tongue, I made a point to stroke my dick through my pants. Isla drew in a sharp breath, then reached to unbutton her skirt. I could easily hear the zipper's slow descent. When the garment dropped to her feet and she stood completely naked before me and her boss, I was struck by...

Though my mouth felt parched, my palms were clammy as I made my way toward Mr. Carr's office. The scenario about to unfold seemed too surreal even for a dream. Yet it was happening. His door was open, just as he'd said it would be. Light spilled out onto the hallway carpet, and as I approached, I heard his low voice. Then I heard Isla's, even softer. The offices all around us on this floor of the building were deserted. I...

It’s now the next week, Monday, and school just ended. Michael and I are at my locker and talking quietly to each other. Even though Michael and I were caught last Friday by one of the school’s janitors, Mr. Jay, we were both horny as fuck. We didn’t want to wait until we got to my house because there was a chance that my mom would be home. Also, our sexual desires clouded our judgment. I ask Michael, “Did you see Mr. Jay...

,My name is Dave, and my wife Donna, and I are in our fifties and living in the Columbus, Ohio area. We have two grown children who are on their own and live in Ohio. Donna is an elementary school teacher and I am the creative director in an advertising firm, which usually requires me to work long hours. One night I was in the office late and went to the rest room to pee, and I knew that I was alone except for the evening...