My wife and I are in our early 30’s. It’s not often that we have time alone, so when the kids had the opportunity to be sent to their grandparents we jumped at the chance. An entire weekend without the teens meant not only peace and quiet but also meant that my wife could finally
It was about 3am and I was scrolling to see who might be up, I wanted to fuck all night and morning but I needed to find someone. I saw this one guy but I knew he had a girlfriend, that has been my crush for a long time and I seen he was online
I knew I’d fucked up. That was really the core of everything that happened after. Knowing, right down to the bone, that everything was totally my fault. Me and Todd had had a good thing going; good marriage, nice house, decent money… everything we could really look for. There were people our age who’d have
“At last!” I shouted, after I sneaked a peek through the blinds. I wanted to make sure the Gang of Four couldn’t hear me for two reasons. One, if they did, maybe they’d turn around and come back. Two, they might high five each other if they heard my exasperation. But Laurel, Felicity, Mimi and
I had been married to my wife for six years. From day one, everyone went to her aunt Wilma’s house to hang out, grab a drink, play cards and in general just chill out. It was where I could go for a good game of poker, as she was 67 years old and retired. I
I’ve got to hurry. My husband has to be up and dressed for work in fifteen minutes. He’s still sleeping. I’ve shut off his alarm. I pull my hair up and twist it a couple times before putting on the tie, not wanting my hair to tickle him. I step on the wrong spot on