It was a cool gray, November afternoon. I was walking
down the quiet, suburban street I lived on, on the way to
Gloria’s house. It was fairly windy, a gust whipped up and I
had to reach down to hold my skirt. I suppose my modesty
wasn’t really in jeopardy but the skirt was considerably
shorter than what I was accustomed to wearing.
Gloria had asked me to assist her with a party she was
throwing for Dave’s boss. He had just started a new job she
really wanted to impress him. Part of his new
responsibilities included entertaining customers. She was
going to hire several college girls to serve food and drinks
but she suggested that maybe I would want to help and in
return she would forget the $65.00 I had borrowed earlier
that month. I readily agreed, the party sounded like fun.
Gloria thought about renting maids uniforms for us but
decided against it, she then asked us to all wear matching
skirts and blouses. (more…)

A couple of years ago my wife and I were in Bermuda, and
something happened that was both exciting, and surprising.
We came back to the room late one night, slipped into our
robes, and went out to the balcony for a nightcap. These
balconys had a solid wall about waist high, and were large
enough for a table and chairs. Well, my wife was leaning
with her elbows on the wall of the balcony looking out at
the ocean, and I came up behind her and put my arms around
her. My hands worked their way inside her robe, and soon
my hard cock was pressing into the small of her back. (more…)

When the two women had returned to their seats, Jan was as hot as
she could ever remember being. If someone had asked, she thought,
she would lie on the table and let them fuck her right there. She
glanced around the room and saw that most of the other members were
busy with each other and gave no indication that they had seen her
“performance” but one older gentleman smiled at her and tipped an
invisible hat. She felt herself beginning to blush and was about to
ask Dan if they could go back to his place when the lights dimmed
appreciably and a spotlight illuminated the center of the curtain
before her. (more…)

It began one day at a little place I used to work at, just after I
had gotten into the computer consulting business. It was a small
shop with about ten people that did typical office work, mostly
typing. A woman named Margaret managed it for a guy who let her
run things pretty much however she wanted as long as she kept
costs to a minimum. That meant hiring mostly young girls, whom
she could pay peanuts, to crank out the paperwork along with a
couple of men to do the real work - like operating and maintaining
the computers.

I had increased the efficiency of the place tenfold by installing
a microcomputer network to handle their wordprocessing chores. I
set ‘em up with a 386 clone and a 100 meg hard disk as the server
running the ever-popular N network with about half a dozen XTs as
stations. Margaret was both thrilled and thankful for my effort.
After the installation of the hard and soft wares I was called
back only for repairs, program updating and new employee training.
The girls were very computer illiterate, as most women are, and I
really had my hands full training them. I could almost hear their
disk heads grinding against the platters every time one of them
began randomly pushing keys in panic. (more…)

I like to dance. Going out to a club to hear the latest music
is a good way to spend a Friday night for me. The dance floor is
always packed with guys and girls just doing their own thing. Some
of the girls are really hot while others are not. But it’s fun
just to be there.
The last time I went to the local club (the only one anywhere
near the small town I’m from), a peculiar thing happened. The
music had just ended for the night and all the patrons were filing off the
dance floor toward the exits. I was walking with my arms down at
my sides. All of the sudden, I felt a hand pinching my ass.
Instinctively, I swiped back with my hands to catch whoever it was.
Since this has happened twice before, I’m really curious to find
out who keeps groping me. I caught a wrist and held on tightly.
I didn’t look around at who it was right away, but I dragged her
with me despite her protests. When I finally came to a place that
I could confront her, I stopped and wheeled around, still holding
onto her wrist.
What I saw surprised me. Totally. I looked down into the
greenest eyes I have ever seen. She was about 5′6″, had long blond
hair, and she was really tan. Her face was totally hot. I was
almost mesmerized by her eyes. But I couldn’t forget the business
at hand. (more…)

I was seduced yesterday, and I just have to tell someone about it!
His name is Fred. We work together.
I am thirty-six and married, with two children. Fred is twenty-three,
single, and a real dreamboat, with wavy brown hair, big blue eyes and a
well-shaped, muscular body. We have been flirting ever since he started
working with me about four months ago.
We’ve been having lunch together nearly every day for a couple of
weeks. Yesterday we got our day’s work done early. Over lunch he asked me
if I would like to join him in his apartment for a drink. After we arrived
at his place, I excused myself to the bathroom while he made the drinks.
While inside the bathroom I slipped out of my panties and sprayed perfume
on the insides of my thighs. (more…)

Not long ago my wife decided to surprise me by dressing up and acting like
a whore. She must have had the whole thing planned out because she sent me to
the store for a bottle of wine. My wife doesn’t drink wine that often so it
made me just a bit suspicious when she insisted that i buy some, but i had no
idea what she had in mind. The trip to the store and back took about a half
hour. When I returned she greeted me looking like some hooker you’d find in an
alley somewhere.
She’d made her face up applying a very heavy base. Wearing long false eye-
lashes, very bright eye shadow, ruby red lipstick and a blond wig that I had
never seen before, my wife stood before me in only see-through black and red
bra with holes that her nipples stuck through, and a matching pair of crotch-
less panties that revealed her bush and meaty crack. She also wore a garter
belt, black fish-net stockings and to finish off her appearance, a pair of pink
high heels. She looked like something out of a sailor’s dream. (more…)

I’m going to keep a dairy of my emotions tonight. I plan to write
a little something at least each hour. I’m doing this because it
does two things. First it gives me something to do and secondly
many people have asked how I feel at such times.

You see my wife, Dena, and I have an open marriage. At least it’s
a one sided open marriage. Throughout our 14 year marriage I have
remained monogamous while Dena has had many lovers. I don’t mind
her affairs, in fact I was the one who suggested she date other
men. (more…)

Frank had been seeing Carol for about six months, and during that
time, they’d had some great times. Carol was a lovely brunette with pale
blue eyes and a penchant for oral sex. Frank loved the way she looked up at
him with those soft blue orbs when her mouth was full of him. She often
smiled around his shaft, an impish delight shining in her eyes, while she
worked her mouth up and down. Carol’s figure is nice too. Slender, yet
filled out with the curves of a mature, sexy woman. Her breasts weren’t
large, but they were pleasing and wonderful, with large, sensitive nipples
that she liked Frank to play with. Carol is a delight in bed, or on the
floor, or on the kitchen table. She had a youthful enthusiasm and enjoyed
the sensual pleasures, giving back what she received. Carol’s behind is
firm yet soft, with the oh-so pleasing curves that men find sensual when
kneeling behind a woman with her ass pressed against him. Her hips only
hinted at her earlier motherhood. And therein lay a minor problem. (more…)

We had just moved to a college town and it was summer. Our new house
was not yet ready, so my family was forced to live in an apt for
a few months. Housing was scarce but as school was out for the summer,
the college was only too willing to rent us space in the dorms.

Now I was only 14, but one hell of a big kid and had matured very
early and used to love to go out to the pool in my levi cut-offs
and was very PROUD of the newly sprouted trail of hair that ran from
my navel, on down…so most times I prominatly display this by leaving
the top couple buttons open on my cut-offs. (more…)