My wife and I have been married for ten years. We are both thirty years old. My wife Chrissy is a petite redhead with small, beautiful tits and a great ass. She is beautiful. We used to have tremendous sex five times a week until about six months ago. Now we only have sex once or twice a month, and it is very vanilla sex. I attributed the slowdown to her added workload since she got promoted at the doctor's office. She is...

My wife leaves early Sunday morning to visit her sister for a few days. Our secret plan is coming together! Linda and I are all set for our overnight rendezvous. The intense desire I feel for Linda and the thrill of being alone with her is fueling my lust, reminding me of the hot times we have already enjoyed. Although I feel guilty, my longing for Linda surpasses any other emotions. Our passionate affair is consuming my...

Sunday, I woke early and took advantage of the alone time to drink my coffee and contemplate my navel. I still had a lot of mental adjustments to complete before I could relax into my new reality. I had to temper my excitement. It would be so easy to get lost in the euphoria of loving two wonderful women and not take into consideration the potential pitfalls. A couple of things were primary in my mind and of equal importa...

I sat at my desk on Monday morning, and I couldn’t help but daydream as I eagerly awaited Linda’s text. Despite the dirty and satisfying sex-filled weekend I had with my wife, I found myself desperately desiring Linda. We usually avoided texts over the weekend and evenings to maintain discretion. Still, I longed for Linda; my lust had only grown more potent, and it left me in a perplexed state of arousal. I couldn’t help...

Rick Lovett had no inkling, on arriving at Eastleigh Manor, of how comprehensively his marriage vows would be tested that night. How could he? His wife had accompanied him to the Christmas festivity, and even had she not been by his side, the moments he’d been tempted to stray since their wedding, some six years prior, numbered a paltry handful. Granted such itches tended to crave scratching in December. There was somethi...