Her Husband's Protest
February 22, 2013My secretary Serena was wearing an above-the-knee skirt, a scoop-necked blouse, high heels and red lacy panties. She made sure I knew that…
My secretary Serena was wearing an above-the-knee skirt, a scoop-necked blouse, high heels and red lacy panties. She made sure I knew that…
Her name wasn’t Mrs. Robinson, and her husband wasn’t away at war. But she was my neighbor, she was hot and what we did changed my life…
cheat, cuckolder, MF, oral, Summer of 89
April 24, 2013I spent a lot of time unpacking, discreetly watching Mrs. Cooke, and masturbating as I thought of her hands on me. And her lips and other…
The very next day, I raided my cash jar and rode out on my bike in search of a drugstore. I’d ridden a bit around our neighborhood — enough…
June was a good month. I spent time with Janet learning her body and, for that matter, learning mine. We never had a lot of time time…
Friday and my date with Cindy came quickly. I was busy with my work, and my savings stash was doing well. I pulled some money out of it, in…
On Monday, July 3rd, my Dad and I drove to a nearby hardware superstore and got a brand new outdoor grill. The one we’d had in Charlotte…
cuckolder, MF, Summer of 89, voy, warn
June 12, 2013I spent Wednesday and Thursday mowing lawns, and catching up on the work I hadn’t done earlier in the week, due to the holiday. I was so…
I stood outside of Cindy King’s house. I’d run there from my neighbor’s house — it was less than a quarter mile, so most of the moisture on…
1st, cuckolder, MF, Rom, Summer of 89
July 05, 2013“What?” I said. I wasn’t sure I heard her right, but the truth was, there was a lot on my mind. Earlier that day I’d watched as my older…
I’d like to say that after Cindy and I had sex for the third time that night, that I rushed home and immediately confronted Janet about what…
I was thirty minutes early when I knocked on Thomas and Madeline’s door. I am usually early, ten minutes maybe fifteen — that’s only polite…
Thomas’ saliva on my cock was still drying when his wife, Madeline, came down the stairs into their living room where I waited. I stood up…