I believe everyone should have that one person that you would drop everything and everyone else for. If he or she calls, there are no boundaries to hold you. No matter what your status: married, single, committed. You answer the call. My person was always...
Grant brushed his fingertip over my lips, which were already swollen from his kisses. "Sometimes," he murmured, "I feel like you're the devil on my shoulder." We sat in his car, which was parked out in the middle of nowhere. Here, we were safe from discov...
It was a little after seven on a Thursday evening when Brad appeared in my office doorway. I looked up at him in surprise. "I didn't know anyone else was here." "We're the last two left." Leaning against the doorframe, he folded his arms over his chest an...
I went to see Chris late in the day when I knew most of the offices around his would be empty. You know that saying about feeling as if your heart is in your throat? That's exactly how I felt approaching his open door. I was showing up outside of his sche...
We lay there for a while, my cock was still in him, and we were both breathing raggedly. Nate slowly blinked, and his eyes looked at me, dazed but gradually regaining clarity. Without a doubt, I could feel his body getting tenser. He raised himself, his a...
Though Beau and I were busy with work and family, we made a point to get together for pizza and beer every Thursday evening. Our wives found the ritual endearing, so they tolerated it without complaint. Now that it was October, night descended far more qu...
It started innocently enough with anonymous chats. You and I were both members of an online group of amateur artists, though you were, and still are, far more talented than I could ever hope to be. I liked the mellow vibe of the group; most members weren'...
As dusk fell, the shadows deepened in my car. Morgan sat in the passenger seat, and when I glanced over at her, I found she was watching me, a smile playing upon her glossed lips. She seemed perfectly at ease in the silence between us, whereas I was gripp...
I showed up at Gabe's place just after midnight. His stare was contemptuous as it swept over me. "I need to see you," I said. He wore only a pair of boxer briefs, revealing plenty of bare skin, and I made no attempt to hide my desire. When he opened the d...
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...
Theo’s cock was my second. It was, for lack of a better descriptor, a really manly cock—straight, girthy, uncircumcised, smelling of musk. It was about six inches long, and chunky. It knew its business and knew what it wanted, and what it wanted was to fu...
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I have lustful thoughts for a married man. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I crave his wonderous mind; salivate over his sexy body. Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I want to sit within the confines of his...
Chapter seven My heart skipped a few beats, and I smiled. How does he know? Starving for food and a drink after our day of walking, I raced through a cold shower and flung on black slacks and a bright orange top. I would be conspicuous; the bright colour...
Charlotte Simpkins, aged fifty-nine, was thinking that her daughter Sophia Tibbott, aged mid-thirties, might be having an affair. Charlotte had only just started getting suspicious, but right now she was not thinking about what Sophia might be up to. Righ...
So, the situation now was that mid-thirties married woman Sophia Tibbott was getting fucked by a nineteen-year-old youth. Sophia's husband, Cole, was fucking Sophia's fifty-nine-year-old mother, Charlotte Simpkins. Cole had also fucked, and would fuck aga...
