“There they are,” Mrs. Westin, my fiancé’s mother had joined her husband and Perry in the den and now she was giving Thomas a chiding look. She was in her sixties, like her husband, still attractive and rather vain, I thought. She’d been no one’s trophy wife, however, Mrs. Westin had made that perfectly clear.
He knocked on the side door of the large house and waited patiently. A young maid in livery opened the door and smiled shyly, blushing when she saw his blue, red lined cloak. “Mistress called for me,” he said, handing her his card. “Please step in,” she said. He slipped into the side anteroom and
Julia was the most gorgeous 18 year old I had ever seen, she had long red wavy hair and deep green eyes, an absolute vixen. Her figure was mature beyond her years and the way she moved when she walked would have taken your breath away. God could only have created such a creature for
My name is Nick. I am of Japanese descent and I came from, what I think of as, a typical family. My father was transferred here just before I entered high school – so I have been exposed to both worlds. As a young boy, my friends and I used to think of girls in
Oh wait, before the Honeymoon, I should start with the wedding. Actually nothing to tell. I can say that it was uneventful! (As far as I know!!) The reception was mostly uneventful too. Rick danced with Linda, as the Best Man is supposed to do. I only danced with her a few times, since I
It has been almost exactly twenty years since my story began, and I hardly know how to tell it. It is not a source of pride for me. It is more a source of shame, something I cannot tell my friends and family about. Yet, these are probably the most exciting events of my life,
As I write this, I’m 55 years old – born December 1942. Although, everyone says I look MUCH younger than that. It’s nice to hear, really. If you like, I’ll send a recent picture of myself and you can judge for yourself. I am well-built, I guess, and just slightly heavy. However, most of my
When one’s husband is in the military, the husband can be deployed at any time leaving the wife to deal with her loneliness and her sexual needs. Of course the wife may not be lonely too long before she finds a great lover. Sometimes another service member is willing to do his duty and help
This is a continuation of how I have been secretly fucking my best friend’s wife. By the way, for those who want to know. I am 35 and the rest of the people are about the same. I am still interested in trading erotic personal situations with anyone who wants to. Just e-mail me. I
It was the hottest day in recent history and I was melting away. Why did I agree to my wife’s plan to go to the swimming pool? Right now, I could be sitting in my well air-conditioned home and watch some DVD or work on the computer. Instead I was out in the sun on
Joanne had gotten her old job back. She’d needed to because her useless husband was not only useless in bed, but was useless as a bread winner. In the years BC , Joanne had worked in a laboratory and was very high up in rank. She’d lead a team and was considered one of the
I had a girlfriend awhile back that was married. She is tall and beautiful, with curly brown hair and blue eyes.She is a total freak and is up for anything. I would pick her up from work occasionally and drive her to a secluded park. As we were driving she would pull up her skirt
Life was busy with new work for the both Sue and me. Her big sexual experience with the Englishman had begun to fade and we didn’t have any new experiences for sometime. Sue was dressing as sharp as ever, complementing her petite 5’4″ body. Her skirts were well above the knee, and most always, those
My name is Lesley. It was the summer of 73 I was twenty two, size ten and a good figure, in my second year teaching. My husband still a student was working all hours that god sent in the summer holidays. We ran a beat up convertible, which he was slowly restoring, to pristine glory.
When I first arrived here from Taiwan with my husband in 1975, we were desperately poor. Lu worked fourteen hours a day, I worked six, and we lived in a tiny camping trailer that was up on blocks on a little plot off a country road. The first winter was very hard, we’d never experienced