Surviving the Divorce

“What do we need to talk about, Dear?” I asked, though I had a inkling.

“Your ex-wife, Gary,” Patricia said, seriously, but with an odd twinkle
in her eye.

“That promises to be rather an involved discussion,” I replied, “so do
you mind if I relay my news first, before I forget again?”

“I suppose, as long as it doesn’t take too long.” She draped herself
elegantly over one of the chairs, graciously inviting me to the one next
to it with a wave of one slender hand. I swear to God, that woman was
born in the wrong place at the wrong time! She seemed to have been bred
to be royalty!

“So what’s the big news?” she asked, pouring me a glass of scotch, neat,
the way I like it. Continue reading Surviving the Divorce

A Taboo Love

My mother was 44 years old. She was and is really ordinary. She is not
beautiful but average looking. She is about 5 feet tall and weighed about
170 pounds, so she was and still is a little overweight to this day. She
was religious but not overly religious. She didn’t mention religion much
but she was what I would consider a prude sexually speaking. Her and my
father had sex maybe once per week, possibly twice. Continue reading A Taboo Love

White Wedding – wife sharing

A friend of mine whom I’ll name Randy called me up to tell me he was
getting married. The bride’s parents were rich. The wedding would be
held in the back yard at their country estate. It was a small house
to them, a mansion to anyone else.
“I wanted you to be my best man — or woman in this case,” Randy
explained. “But Missy wouldn’t go for it. All I could convince her
was for you to be a grooms man. I mean grooms woman.”
“You’re so whooped,” I replied. “I would have loved being the best
woman but I will settle for grooms woman. I hope Missy is worth it.
Do I get a tux?” Escortwife Continue reading White Wedding – wife sharing

Pub Sex Series: WIFESLUT

Carrie was fitted with her own collar and ordered to be a good puppy. She
obediently
heeled alongside Danny.
The first person I came to was a girl about 26 years old. She had lovely
blonde hair and
from my line of vision I could see directly up her short skirt. She was not
wearing any panties
and I was delighted to see that she was a natural blonde. As I crawled to
her chair she spread
her legs farther apart and said, “Hi doggie, are you lost?” I found this
treatment to be very
exciting and decided to improvise a little. I stuck my head under her skirt
and sniffed at her sex.
The aroma was exhilarating. Danny quickly jerked back on the leash which
caused me to be
pulled up onto my knees. Danny said, “I’m sorry maam, My dog isn’t usually
like this.” Continue reading Pub Sex Series: WIFESLUT