Author: sarah_chats

Based on a True Lunch [FF] [Les] [exh] [oral]

Sarah spotted Jennifer from across the street, and waved hello. Jennifer waited for Sarah to cross at the light, and they went in to the sandwich shop together. Both women stayed busy with family, so enjoyed grabbing lunch to catch up when their schedules allowed.

Sitting to eat, the women caught up, but chit chat could not distract Sarah from the more deviant thoughts running through her mind. Finishing their lunches, Sarah mentioned her parking meter expiring. Without discussion, Jennifer walked back to Sarah’s minivan, parked across the street.

“So… should I feed more quarters in the meter…?” Sarah asked. She had parked in a spot not directly next to the building, though on the street, hoping Jennifer would come back with her. “Sure, if you want,” Jennifer replied. Sarah worried that she was being too subtle, and followed up asking, “Want to make out a bit?” Even as she said it, Sarah simultaneously grinned and cringed from how awkward she was being. Jennifer indicated that it sounded like a good plan, though, so Sarah shoved quarters into the meter. The only thing worse than being an adult caught in public would be being an adult caught in public, and given a parking ticket. They climbed in the middle row of the minivan. Read more »

The Club [FFM][oral][cheating]

This night was a bust. Between the loud music and watered down drinks, Phillip was regretting letting himself be talked into going out to this club. His friend, Mike, swore to him that the drag show the club was famous for would leave him covered in horny women, but to Phillip, the place seemed filled with kids fresh out of high school and lonely old men. Grabbing Mike’s shirt and pulling him over to shout over the music, Phillip yelled, “I’m going to get some air!”

Pushing through the crowd of dancing, sweaty bodies, Phillip finally broke free and stepped out the doors. It was so much quieter out here. What had he been thinking? That it had been too long since he had gotten laid, probably. Read more »

Friends With Benefits [MF][cheating]

“Hey Sarah,” a voice called warmly from behind her. Straightening up from saying good-bye to her child at the doorway to his class, Sarah turned and smiled at Tim. “Hey Tim; how’s it going?” “Not bad. Mostly just bored these days. Any chance I could convince you to come get coffee and help me procrastinate on work?” Tim was a work-from-home single dad, and made his own hours. “Sure; meet you at the place around the corner?”

Sarah arrived before Tim, and placed her order at the counter. She paid and turned around to see Tim walking in. Tim was one of the new trend of “cool dads.” His hair was cropped short all around, except the top where it was a little longer, and fell to the side. He wore board shorts and converse sneakers everywhere, and always seemed to be sporting a graphics tee with some geeky reference. He had deep brown eyes under his light brown hair, and just enough facial hair to look like a Hot Dad and not a grizzly bear. He smiled when he spotted Sarah, and she was surprised by the warmth she felt in her stomach. Read more »

[MF][oral][cuck]

Sarah chewed her bottom lip nervously, as she checked her reflection in her visor mirror one last time. She couldn’t settle the butterflies in her stomach. They had only met the one time, to discuss likes and dislikes, wants and limits, but agreed there was an interest they both wanted to pursue. Hank was married and had a family, like Sarah, but his work schedule was so erratic, it hadn’t been an issue at all to just tell his wife he had to stay late for work. Sarah had claimed she was going out for drinks with an old girlfriend from college. She had never been so glad to have him uninterested in her social circle, as he took her word and asked no further questions.

It was exactly the arranged meeting time, so Sarah took a deep breath, and stepped out of her car. As she was closing the door, she saw Hank opening the door to the building where he worked. “Sarah, I’m so glad you didn’t get cold feet.” There wasn’t a part of her cold. She pulled her corset straight under her dress, and tried to not notice how her freshly wax pussy felt practically dripping arousal. She was glad she skipped panties; they would have been ruined. Read more »