Midlife Crisis Part 2 [MF]

One day during a lunch break with Casey I found myself asking her about her long term plans. We had gotten fairly close and I found that I care about her. She was doing an amazing job running my business for me but I felt that her talents were wasted as a secretary in a construction company running out of a small dusty office. It was obvious that in the time she had worked here she had come into her own, I can’t really describe it. She was more confident, and capable with every passing day. Perhaps a little more well-rounded. Everyone instantly loved her when they met her. And not just because she was a hot young attractive girl, she was very likable. Even Mary who was insecure because of her told me how much she liked her. “Are you going to apply to college again?”

“I don’t know.” She said. “Probably not. I just don’t know if that’s my path anymore. Also, I may or may not have used the money I saved for something else.”

That was a little disappointing. I leaned back and threw my hands in the air. “Like what?”

Midlife Crisis Part 1 [MF]

*Intro: Reddit says I have 230 followers. Not sure if they are real or bots but if you are a follower then you might know the style of my stories. If not, just know that I develop the story as I wrote it, or that it really writes itself. This is a 3 part story. I will be releasing all 3 parts within 24 hours of each other (I just need to proofread). I hope you like it and keep and open mind. Also, and as always, I love feedback, comment or DM me. I almost always respond.*

The divorce was a big financial hit, and a personal one too. That perhaps was more devastating. We had been together since I was 22, she was 18. I won’t bore you too much with the details of the divorce. It was just time to end it. It felt right. We were both at peace with the decision and the kids understood. They were basically adults now anyway.

COVID Massage [MF]

I am living in NYC and COVID hit. The first few weeks were scary. I sent my wife and kids away to Kansas to stay with her family. I stayed back because my work had gone to 80% virtual, which meant that I still had to go to work 1-2 times a week.

When the adrenaline and fear wore off, I kind of started to like it. I was staying home all day. Working when I wanted, waking up when I wanted, taking breaks when I wanted, jerking off when I wanted, and playing video games when I wanted. After 3 months in quarantine I had gotten adjusted to the bachelor life again (a luxury that I hadn’t enjoyed in over 7 years).

The wife was fine. The kids loved being at their grandparents. They were safe and I was reassured.

I am not sure how the idea came into my mind but one time I was chatting with a friend while gaming and it came up that I had never had a massage, “seriously dude? It’s like the best thing ever.”

Post Baby Blue Part III/III [FM][Female Protagonist][Cheating][Lactating]

March came and with it came the excitement and trepidation of the grand opening of the second branch. We had all put in a lot of work.. and driving.

The day of the grand opening, Tuesday March 3rd, was basically a big party. We started they day at 9, making the final touches. At 5, the party started, alcohol, hors d’oeuvres, board members, investors, fancy dinners, a local band and lot of alcohol. It was organized chaos and it was kind of fun. It was a time to let loose and celebrate all the hard work we had put in over the past few weeks, and even the past few years.

“What’s your drink?” I found Chris.

“Coffee with a pinch of Xanax.”

“Very fashionable” I said. “I am more of a Prozac girl myself”.

“Yeah, I don’t know. I can’t really drink at a company event. I feel like I am still on the clock. You look very pretty tonight.” The complement blindsided me. The event was black tie optional. I bought a new dress for it. It was dark blue above-the-knee dress with lace sleeves. It showed some cleavage (and I had a lot of that). It was elegant I thought and the dark fabric hid some of my unseemly curves. I wore beige heels that served to elongate my figure a little.

Post-Baby Blue Part II/III [FM][Female Protagonist][Cheating][Lactating]

“She is cute.” I told Chris with a wink as we were walking out of the meeting.

“Who? Laurie? Yeah, she is.” He said almost looking unimpressed. Laurie had been one of the sales reps in my department. She was giving a presentation to the department heads about a new company wide initiative..blah blah. She was a relatively new hire. Fresh out of college and has been at the company for maybe 9 or 10 months. She was my last hire before maternity leave. Tall, and slim with a real sweet country girl look, blonde straight hair with blue eyes. She dressed modestly and had good work ethic. She had done well in my absence and was liked by most people.

“You should ask her out.”

He smiled and kept walking.

“What? She is in my department so you are not technically her boss. And you agree she is cute” We were heading to my office now to go over a few things.

“It’s not that.” He paused. “She is like 10 years younger than me.”

“She is not. Seven at the most. Besides, who care? She is cute, you are cute. She is single, you are single.”

Post Baby Blue Part I/III [FM][Female Protagonist][Cheating][Lactating]

The day before I returned to work after my maternity leave, I tried on some of my old clothes. It all barely fit, luckily it was November and bulky winter clothes covered some of the weight I had gained. I felt like a huge mammoth. The suit top barely closed around my breasts. Every time I tried to button, I got scared that I might leak. But more than the bigger waist line and the giant boobs, I felt different. So much had changed in the last 4 months that. Thankfully the baby was healthy. But 2 weeks after I delivered, my husband, Larry, got promoted. ‘Chance of a lifetime’ he said. I was happy for him. He was sorry that he wasn’t going to be able to help out as much. As a solution, his mom moved in. She was fine, but the small home that was mine and Larry’s, was now forever changed, and I had changed, everything had changed.

For this reason I welcomed the familiarity of getting dressed and going to work. Once the welcome back party was over and the cake was put back in the fridge half eaten, I was back in my office, door closed and with a pile of letter and emails that needed addressing. With the exception of the break every 2-3 hours to pump, everything was back to normal.

A MILF in the Night, re-written [mF]

*I wrote this story about 9 years ago, shortly after it happened. I reread it recently and felt that the writing isn’t flushed out well enough. This is a re-edit intended to make the writing better. If you are curious what horny 21 year old me wrote, the original story can be found on my profile. I will link it in the comments. Both versions, while based on a true story, have been embellished.*

During my college days I was a very determined person. I had lofty career goals and I was working hard towards them. Unfortunately, this meant that I didn’t have much time to spare, no time for leisure or for relationships. When I moved to college, my high school girlfriend, Abby, and I broke up because the long distance thing wasn’t working out. After Abby, I hit a dry spell.

During the spring semester of my freshman year I got a job in a hospital near school. Having no marketable skills, my job was to transport patients from and back to the emergency room. Most of my shifts were from 7 PM to 2 AM (I had classes in the morning). The ED was often busy. People ran and yelled down hallways and across rooms about things I didn’t even really understand. I tried my best not to get in the way, to be a fly on the wall, especially at the busy times. My goal was to try to learn something. The environment was fascinating.

Neighbors [MF] [Cheating] [Anal]

“He was watching me again.” my wife, Jackie, said as she closed the apartment door behind her.

I audibly sighed. I was annoyed. This jackass who lived 3 apartments down had made a habit of stepping out of his apartment everyday “for a smoke” at the same time my wife was coming home everyday. Everyday he would stand there, smoke, check her out, and try to talk to her. To be honest, I didn’t care much that much that he was checking her out. What bothered me is that she was annoyed, and she annoyed me by complaining about it everyday she got home. And it was clear that she wanted me to do something about it.

“Do you want me to kick his ass for you?” I said in a flirtatious way.

“Could you?” she smiled. “That would get you nice and laid.” She flirted back.

The next day, as she came back from work. I walked out to meet her. He saw me and walked back in quickly before I could say anything. “Guess I scared him off.” I said as I flexed my arms jokingly.

Road trip [MM] [Oral]

I was recently taking a business related road trip between two cities in the US. It was about a 6 hour drive so I asked my girlfriend to come with me, knowing that we sometimes fool around on the road which makes things much funner.

About an hour into the drive, my girlfriend and I started talking about a specific topic that we usually disagree on and things took a turn for the worse and we fought for about an hour. This disappointed me very much because with that fight any chance of me getting roadhead went out the window.

Thirty minutes after that I decided to make a pit stop. It wasn’t for another hour that I could find a truck stop. She decided to stay in the car because she was “mad”. Fuck it. I got out and decided to take my time.

Selina and her Lucious Curves Part V/V [FF] [Long] [Cheating]

Disclaimer: this is a long story that I will post in multiple parts. There is extensive character and story building. If you are looking for a quick read, I suggest you don’t start this one. But if you like back story and character development then proceed. Please feel free to tell me what you thought after you are done reading. I love feedback.

We lay there for what seemed like hours. It was mid day and the room was hot and the breeze had died down. We felt warm in each other’s embrace. At around 3 pm, we got up and showered. She picked out something for me from her closet to wear. I had no clothes except for my night gown that was now soaked in sweat and cum.

The dynamic between me and Selina had visibly shifted. Walking through the mall we held hands. She came in with me to changing rooms and we made out some more while I tried clothes on. We were joking, flirting and having a genuine good time. I was no longer self conscious about the nature of our relationship. I just lived the in the moment with her.