My wife and I were traveling out of town and staying at a hotel suite when I was again overwhelmed with the desire to watch her fuck another man. She has done this before and readily agreed to go to the downstairs bar to see if she could find someone suitable for sex to bring
Night was starting to envelope the French countryside. The spectacular sunset was gone, and the first stars were starting to peek out. The shadows lengthened, covering the vineyards that stretched across the hills, and few and far-between, centuries old stone buildings nestled in those hills. Some looked abandoned, but as lights winked on here and
“Mark! I’m over here!” I waved my hands wildly, trying to get my husband’s attention. It was useless though; he couldn’t hear me over the noise of the crowd and he hadn’t noticed our booth when he walked past. “Hey, lady. Can we get some pies here or not?” A sweaty, overweight man stood beside
About a year after Rita and I married, I came home one afternoon and found our friend Randy’s VW bus in the driveway. I didn’t think too much about it since Randy and I were good friends. When I came in, Randy and Rita were in the living room. We chatted a bit and then
My wife cheated on me with one of my best friends. It happened on a recent Saturday evening, or rather early Sunday morning. One of my wife’s girl friends was getting married so my wife and a couple other girls had a bachelorette party for her. Since the party was at another girls house I