On my webcam I watched Bethany scratching the lotto ticket with the penny she found in the parking lot. She squinted to read the year. How ironic. 2001, Canada – 1 Cent. The Maple Leaf waving at her. The copper so shiny and new. Untarnished. Leaning back on the sofa she strokes her clit and feels the moisture leak from her pussy down to the rosebud of her sensitive ass... she wonders if that penny had been hidden away these last 9 years? Had she? This penny just had to be lucky. 2001 was the year printed on half her precious belongings. The embroidered bedspread announcing 'two hearts joined in love' draped across the foot of their king sized bed. The needlepoint from her mother in law framed on the living room wall beside another gilded frame holding the ... Read More»

* A week or so later, I once again was asked to help Mrs. Johnson with some household tasks. I made sure I was bathed and clean before going to her house. As I rang the doorbell, I reviewed some of my previous experiences with Mrs. Johnson looking forward with relish to enjoying those feelings and experiences again. She opened the door dressed modestly in a skirt and blouse. I suddenly realized how sensitive I had become to her appearance and dress. I almost instantly recognized the subtle but certain signs that she was not wearing a bra. Her nipples made distinct bumps under the fabric of her light weight blouse even though its dark color made it impossible to discern the darker coloring of her flesh at the tips of her breasts. As she closed the door ... Read More»

I drive to the lake and park my car in a free spot, even though it’s a bit of a walk to where Caspar said to meet him. I’m feeling pretty stressed after an argument with my damn sitter. Her watching the kids today is gonna tack another stack of bucks onto the bill I already can’t pay her and she’s starting to get pissy about it. I told her if she could just watch the kids this one time I could pay her everything I owe her, so would she please shut the fuck up so I wouldn’t be late? I clench my fingers around the steering wheel. I had made a couple more porn videos with Bob and Caspar—all straightforward stuff—and it was really helping out with the bills. And then damn Caspar decided he had to start his own company, which seemed like a good ... Read More»

We've been best friends for about fifteen years - ever since Jacyln and her family moved in next door to us. She and I hit it off right away. I saw her go out running her first morning in the neighborhood and went out to join her. Before long, we'd decided to join a gym together. In no time flat, we owned it. My husband and hers got along well, too. They went to bars and ball games and hung out drinking beer and tinkering in their garages together. Mark and I had no children, but Jaclyn and Carl had a son named Brian. He'd been a sweet young boy when they moved in. I'd watched him grow up and turn into a tasty young thing. He's a university student now and comes home about once a month. I don't know who looks forward to his visits more, Jaclyn or I. When he ... Read More»

Ramona got out of the shower and dried herself off, wrapping the towel securely around her curves... just yesterday she'd run into her father's friend Victor after her shower and she'd been so startled that she'd jumped and the towel had fallen to the floor. Although it now gave her a rush of excitement when she saw Victor - even though he was almost twenty-five years older than her 20 years and was very attractive - she didn't want to repeat the experiment. Especially because today her dad was home since it was the weekend. Victor was staying with them until he could find his own place, his wife and him were in the middle of a complicated divorce - although fortunately no children - and Ramona was home for her winter vacation. One whole month of being there ... Read More»

Didn't know I had a kinky/warped side until finding my wife with another man (accidently). I came back from an overseas trip 5 days earlier than expected; didn't inform my wife cause I wanted it to be a surprise. Got home around 2am, let myself in quietly and expected to find her up cause music was playing. Tiptoed down the hallway to our bedroom which was dimly lit from a bedside lamp (then thought maybe she fell asleep while reading). As I got closer the sounds (moaning) coming from our bedroom made it obvious that she was not by herself. (Should I burst in and make a scene?) Instead I chanced a look in from the dark hallway. Bloody hell, she was going wild with a younger man who must have been on some form of growth hormones, cause he was hung like a horse. ... Read More»

For years now, I have been driving a school bus in a little town 25 miles south of Chicago. It’s the perfect gig, really. I get up early and put in a couple hours of work; then, most of the bright day is mine to enjoy. I put in a couple more hours in the afternoon, and for this, I get benefits, steady pay, and summers off. On my route, I meet all kinds of parents every day. Most of my stops are filled with young moms in their pajamas. One of my stops, however, is a cute little cottage on the outskirts of town. The best part of this stop is the young dad, Kevin, who waits with his daughter every morning. When I arrive, he always makes small talk with me as his daughter makes her way back to her seat. He has tortured artist good looks, and he’s always dressed ... Read More»

Divorce didn't figure to be a matter of any particular concern to Josie. Both she and her husband had done well in their careers. If need be she could live well on her own salary plus royalties, but she didn't need to. Rod had been so anxious to shed his middle-aged wife in order to marry the girl barely older than their daughter he agreed to give Josie whatever her lawyer asked. So life continued much as it had before except that she was miserable. She never knew divorce could be so traumatic. Sure her friends had divorced and her best friend, MaryAnn, had become a widow, but their worlds kept on turning. Josie had never thought her marriage would end until death did them part. It would survive everything, including getting older. Not that she was old, ... Read More»

John walked into his office with his head down on this rather dreary Monday morning only to startled by a most eye-catching, alluring sight. Long, stocking-clad legs were draped over one of the cushiony chairs in front of his desk. He immediately raised his head, already knowing instinctively who these legs belonged to, Maggie Cox. "Good Morning, Sunshine, I understand your weekend was not the best." John stopped dead still at not only the unaccustomed sight of one of his department managers in a much shorter-than-usual black miniskirt, but also because he was dreading that the word had already gotten into the gossipy world of his department store that he and his girlfriend had finally broken off their sometimes stormy relationship. Well, in actuality, his ... Read More»

We've been best friends for about fifteen years - ever since Jacyln and her family moved in next door to us. She and I hit it off right away. I saw her go out running her first morning in the neighborhood and went out to join her. Before long, we'd decided to join a gym together. In no time flat, we owned it. My husband and hers got along well, too. They went to bars and ball games and hung out drinking beer and tinkering in their garages together. Mark and I had no children, but Jaclyn and Carl had a son named Brian. He'd been a sweet young boy when they moved in. I'd watched him grow up and turn into a tasty young thing. He's a university student now and comes home about once a month. I don't know who looks forward to his visits more, Jaclyn or I. When he ... Read More»

Sally West had something of a reputation amongst my coworkers for being a bitch. She often would complain about her orders, finding the silliest excuses to call back and make us come back out to her house. The other drivers hated her so much they always took her order last, which of course infuriated her even more. For some reason, though, she seemed to like me; maybe it's just that I was the 'new guy,' or maybe, in light of later events, it was something else. Regardless, she eventually started requesting me whenever she would order, which prompted my boss (a lecherous old Italian) to rib me incessantly. "Your girlfriend called for you," he'd say. "She said she wants you to bring her a pizza and then eat her pussy. Heh." I took it in stride, ... Read More»

Gregg Owens was smiling broadly as he reached under the table and brought out the 2 X 4. As he held the polished 3 ft. hickory slab, most of the other party goers of his firm also begin smiling, most with shit-eating grins. Eyes flitted from Maude Roukema, the sexagenarian bookkeeper, to Rodney Skelton, the 19-year old office boy. Rod was not sure what was going on. In the eight months he had worked for Owens, Owens, and Owens, he had realized that many of the office activities were not exactly kosher. Not illegal or shady, just that there was a looseness in the ambiance of this office that he had not expected, and with which he was not too comfortable. This office party was a perfect example of that ambiance. It was the Christmas party. Or should that be New ... Read More»

"Hi honey, got the project finished. How was your day?" I put my things on the table and grabbed a beer out of the fridge. Beth had just walked into the kitchen. "It was great!" Her eyes danced as she took the beer from my hand and set it on the table. Still holding my hand she turned and headed back through the house. "Where we going?" As if I didn't know seeing as how she pulled me into the bedroom. "What's going on?" "Take your clothes off and lay down." Beth reached up behind her as she spoke and untied the halter-top. She stood smiling at me as I undressed. I knew she must be horny as she didn't often haul me to the bedroom and be so demanding. With her being this turned on my cock began to stiffen slightly as I thought of the possibilities. "Prop ... Read More»

After being married to Irene for over forty years, I couldn't imagine her having any secrets from me but I sure found out I was wrong. Our boss wanted to get an early start on the long Labor Day weekend so he closed our office before noon. I came home to surprise my wife and to enjoy our long weekend together. I walked into our bedroom and immediately heard the shower running and I decided to get undressed and join her. As I walked past her dressing table, I noticed her laptop open and saw a flashing IM message from someone named 'Studmuffin'. That name caught my attention and as my curiosity got the best of me, I clicked on it. "Hot Momma, I know you're playing with yourself I hope you think of me when you cum." I wanted to know whom Studmuffin was and why ... Read More»

The programme for the day after the ball provided separate events for the governor and his wife. She was to go horse riding, he to the football. I waited at the country club to see that the commencement of the horse riding programme went smoothly The country club was crowded when the governor’s wife arrived. Her Skin tight black jodhpurs moulded her legs, highlighting a fine arse. They hid the love bites I had put on each of the cheeks of her ass this morning. Her small pear shaped tits were hidden by the bright red jacket. Jackie looking like a million dollars was hostess; Bernadette was in charge of the horses. Riding outfits moulded the figures of the women who were to join the governor’s wife on the morning ride. I spent my time studying ... Read More»