This story was written as a fantasy. The bar was a dump and located in the worst part of town. It never seemed to close, as required by state law. Most of the men who came here were drunks or trouble makers. Women very seldom, if ever, came in. It was always crowded from noon
My wife Lola and I were having a night out at a nice restaurant for our anniversary. The conversation came around to how our lives had lost some of its spontaneity and what we could do about it. She was looking very hot in a tight dress that showcased her beautiful tits and shapely ass.
My husband, Ron Stone and I Pam worked for the social services in the young offenders department. We deal mainly with young male black studs, who are one step away from prison. Ron was 46 and me 41. we were both virgins when we met 20 years ago. Sex was never a strong point for
Back in the 80’s before most of the porn theaters disappeared I was lucky enough to meet a wife whose husband didn’t give the attention she wanted. I plied her with drinks and compliments and one night I talked her into going to the theater by telling her she would get all the attention she
The simultaneous gulp from both of us was audible around the dinner table. An assembled group of 3 work colleagues with partners had joined us for dinner at our new home and the meal was going really well until that question. We had a prepared answer, of course, but it always seemed to catch us
Jim had started his real estate business 5 years before and had become very successful in the business. He had made a name for himself in commercial real estate, and had a reputation as a tough negotiator. He had just come back from showing a strip mall to a group of four investors. They were