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Reassessing My Life - Pt. 2

Sometimes, you just marry the wrong person.

Cassandra was ready on time, dressed in a blood-red choker, black minidress, biker jacket, and a pair of heavy boots with enough buckles, studs, and zippers to make a Cenobite proud. Her jet-black hair was hanging loose down her back, and red lipstick and...

Biding Her Time

A betrayed wife meets a man eager to satisfy her in every way.

I sat at the bar, nursing a gin and tonic. I didn't even like gin and tonics, and I'd never before been to this particular bar, but tonight, I was determined to do something different. It was a Tuesday evening, just after six, and the place wasn't at all...

Reassessing My Life - Pt. 1

Sometimes, you just marry the wrong person.

My ex-wife was a lying, cheating, gold-digging slut. Some might say that statement lacks nuance. That people are complex. They have desires, dreams, histories, motives, loves and hates. There are reasons that people do the things they do, and reducing the...

Not My Type

Am I strong enough to escape her allure? Do I want to?

I keep telling myself she's not my type, but every thrust into her tight arse tests my resolve to the limit. She begs for more, tossing that dark mane with its thick blue highlight, and fires a smouldering look back at me over her navy T-shirt. Her eyes d...

Nothing Beats A MILF Except Perhaps Two - Continued

A new sexual relationship gets more exciting

Debbie and I were lying on top of my bed, naked, sweaty & sated. It was the middle of the day in London. It was one of the many advantages of being among those lucky enough to be retired and healthy. The previous night we had been up to London to see Elbo...