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Games night with the neighbors (part 1)

This is an event that took place around 6 months ago involving me, my gf and our two neighbors. This is all true and I have plenty of other stories coming soon that involve me and my gf.

A little bit about us both, my gf is 25, super cute – 5’3, blonde, nice size boobs, sexy ass and enjoys keeping herself in good shape. I am 27, brown hair, 5’11 and enjoy the gym as well and keep myself in good shape.

We moved to a quiet little town just on the outskirts of the city and have lived there for about a year now. Overall we have been together 3 years now and met at a bar. Where we live consists of a row of 4 houses on a quiet street. We are the end house which means we only get one set of neighbors. Recently our old neighbors moved out and some new ones moved in. One the day of them moving in we went out and introduced ourselves, they are married, 34 and their names are Kayley and Josh. Kayley immediately struck my eye, blonde hair, nice size boobs, and was wearing a short floaty dress which showed off her fantastic legs. Josh looked like any normal guy, brown hair, probably about 6ft and seemed quite reserved when we introduced ourselves much the opposite to his wife. Read more »

[MMF] That One Time… with Friends

This is a true story about a one-time (mmf) threesome I had, with friends, about 10 years ago. Names have been changed to protect the not-so-innocent. HAHA!

TL;DR I came across some friends of mine, a married couple, on Craigslist who were seeking a mmf, and we ended up spending a hot night (and next morning) together. Plus this is a long story, which is my MO, and it also involves male-male activities; please pass this bi if it isn’t your thing.

At one time, Craigslist’s “casual encounters” section was a great (and free) way of finding great sex hookups “in your area”, in particular finding couples who were looking for a bi guy like myself. While I don’t consider myself to be a swinger necessarily, my interests in various “extracurriculars” definitely have an intersect with the lifestyle; as such I’ve usually perused so-called swingers ads, and found the types of situations that I was looking for. In any case, finding an exciting couple to enjoy a mmf with was what really scratched that itch for me.

One ad in particular caught my attention. It read something like this:

A Wife For All Seasons, Part 5 [sci-fi] [MFF, all over 30]

Dinner was awkward that night, each of us silently stirring our soup.
“How could I know?” I said. “It’s not my fault you’re so sexy.”
Clara took a bite of bread, demonstrably unimpressed by my attempt at flattery.
“It’s lucky I don’t have a twin sister, you’d never keep your hands off her.”
“She never kept her hands off me,” I stressed, another failed tactic.
We each took a few quiet sips.
“You remember how it was with my doubles in the beginning,” I said.
“I do, I still think about it sometimes,” Clara said. “Two big, strong men with you stuck at work?”
“My point,” I said, “is that she’s going to be this way until I give her what she wants.” I dipped a piece of bread. “Until we give her what she wants.”
Clara sighed, but knew I was right.
* * *
On Saturday night I spread a white fur rug before the fireplace. I arranged a few throw pillows around the edge, lit the gas logs, and laid back with only a short towel tied around my waist. I picked up a book while I waited, my wife’s copy of Lady Chatterley’s Lover, but found myself rereading the same line six times.
Soon they entered from the darkened hallway. My wife’s silken black robe hung open, a white lace bustier and matching thong underneath. Her double wore red, a skintight, strapless babydoll, transparent across the stomach. They each wore a garter—one white, one red—clipped to black thigh-high stockings.
But more striking than the lingerie was their hair. My wife’s draped across her chest, a few wavy strands nearly tickling her ribs. But the double’s hung straight, shorn just above the shoulders, and she had bangs which—I dared not say—made her look slightly younger.
“No more misunderstandings,” Clara said.
Their high heels clicked across the floor. Clara let her robe fall. They crossed the rug, then knelt, these beautiful women, before me where I lied.
The double stared ardently at my towel, and Clara, noticing, leaned forward to unwrap me. She let each end of the towel fall against my sides, then sat back, both women watching me grow. When her double stretched a hand toward my bare lap, my wife stopped her, shook her head, and insisted on watching until it was clear I couldn’t grow any harder.
“You want us?” my wife said at last.
“Very much so,” I nodded.
Clara bit her lip and looked at me as if reconsidering. Then she began to undo her bustier one button at a time, her cleavage adjusting slightly with each shift in support. The final button undone, she let the bustier fall to the rug behind her.
She turned to her double. She slipped her fingers inside the top edge of the babydoll and began to roll it down her double’s body. A red lace thong waited underneath.
Clara sat up on her knees. Her double did the same. They turned toward each other—for a moment I wondered if they might touch or kiss—but then kept turning, facing away from me. They both hooked their fingers through either side of their thongs, then slipped the threadbare fabric over their rears and down their thighs. I resisted the urge to touch myself. I waited patiently as each thong lingered briefly between their legs on the way down, snagged by a hidden wetness there.
In only their garters and stockings, Clara and her double leaned forward, resting their breasts against the fur rug as they held their hips aloft with their knees.
I luxuriated on my luck for a moment; their bottoms glowed bronze in the firelight.
“I want your cock first,” Clara said.
I crawled forward. I took the red garter in my hands and held Clara’s double firmly in place as I ran my tongue along the length of her pussy, then higher, between her ass cheeks. She shivered, jerked forward, but then settled back awaiting more.
I did the same with my wife. I held her white garter, gave her ass a quick nibble, then licked, more slowly, up the length of her vales. She shuddered more deeply than her double and backed her ass against my tongue.
Kneeling on one knee, I held my erection between Clara’s legs. She reached back to guide me in, but my cock found her so wet, entered so suddenly, so completely, that Clara needed both hands on the rug to keep her balance. I grabbed her garter again, bunched it into one hand against the small of her back, and pulled her back and forth against me. Back and forth, back and forth. Clara stretched her arms along the rug above her head and kept her body limp, occasionally arching her back lower to take me deeper.
Then she held her ass back against me steadily to slow me down.
“Now her,” Clara said.
I held my breath as I pulled out and knelt behind Clara’s double, her body shaking slightly in anticipation. I took her red garter belt in both hands and, finding her just as wet as my wife, pulled her onto my soaking cock.
Unlike Clara, her double stiffened, lifting herself onto all fours as I pounded against her. Her short bob cut bounced in a way I’d never seen. The exposed back of her neck, her naked shoulder blades—I thrusted faster, then slower, then faster again, just to see the effect on her hair.
“Now me,” Clara said.
We took turns in this way for nearly half an hour. Throughout, I saw that Clara never looked at her double. She kept her eyes toward the fire until it was her turn, at which time she was too distracted to notice much of anything.
Clara was the first to cum. Then her double. As I came, a burst of white which shot across their backs before settling into a soft drizzle over their raised bottoms, Clara turned to face her double for the first time. Each wiped the sweat from the other’s brow.

A second try – sort of continues from the previous story

Chad and Sarah had fucked once more in the morning while Brian stood beside the bed holding two cups of coffee. Once they were done he’d drunk his coffee quickly and left.
“So how did you enjoy last night,” Sarah ask Brian. “Was it everything you hoped for?”
Brian nodded. “I’ve never felt so humiliated and violated,” he replied.
Sarah smiled at him. “What did you enjoy most? Me riding Chad’s huge cock, or when your were on you knees licking it clean?”
“Both I guess,” he replied. “I kind of enjoyed seeing my dick next to Chad’s.”
“Do you want Chad to come over again?”
“I don’t know if I could take another night like that,” he replied.
“So you don’t want him to come here and fuck me again? Do the job your little cock can’t?”
“I didn’t say that,” he replied. “I guess after last night I just need a break.”
“Well you have to decide what you want.”
“What do you mean?” Brian asked.
“Do you want Chad to come here and fuck me like he did last night or are you going to fuck me yourself? Show me what a man you are.”
“Honestly, I’m not sure,” Brian replied.
“We’ll see,” Sarah said. “Until then, we better get off to work.”
Brian smiled and nodded. He worked at the bank doing stereotypically dull banking work, while Sarah worked at a small travel agency. His wife certainly had a spring in her step, and instead of her normally attractive but sedate skirt and jacket combo she wore a sexy red dress to her office. And he new she was also wearing her sexiest underwear beneath it.
As she finished her second coffee, she called out to him.
“Come pick me up from the office at noon and we will go to lunch together.”
Brian looked at her and fidgeted uncomfortably.
“Do you need me to come into the office or can I wait outside?” he asked thinking back to Sarah’s threat to reveal their bedroom secrets to her co-workers.
“You can meet me outside.”
A few minutes to noon Brian was standing outside the agency, Sarah saw him through the window and gave him a little wave as she stood up and pulled her bag onto her shoulder. A quick word with the other two girls that worked there and she open the door.
“Have a fun at lunch,” called one of the women from inside. Sarah smiled back at them as the two women indoors collapsed into giggles.
“I take it you told them,” Brian said.
Sarah ignored him and looped her arm through his and dragged him along the High Street.
“Hurry up, we need to do some shopping before lunch,” she told him.
“What do we need?”
“It’s a surprise.”
When they arrived a the lingerie shop, Sarah directed them in through the front door. It wasn’t one of the big chain stores, but a cute little independent store just off the High Street.
“Do you really need more underwear?” Brian asked thinking of her overflowing draws.
“We are not here for me,” she told him as she started inspecting the racks. “If you are going to wear women’s underwear you’ll need some of your own.”
“Can’t I just wear yours?”
“No you can’t, first of all my bras and panties don’t fit you they are too big.” She cupped her large soft breasts with her hands and then her ample behind. “And second, I don’t want you filling my nice underwear with cum stains when you sit there dribbling in them.”
Brian was about to retort when a woman in her mid fifties, who appeared to be running the store, came over.
“Hello, my name is Violet, I’m the store owner,” she said in a crisp but friendly voice. “What can I help you with today, madam?”
“We’re looking for a bra and panty set for my husband,” Sarah told her. “We’re trying to expand his wardrobe.”
“I see,” the woman said, sounding amused.
“I want something sexy to keep my husband’s little cock out of sight and a bra more appropriate for his shape
“What size are you, sir?”
Sarah’s bra was a 38DD and while they went round him he didn’t fill it out, the way her large breasts did.
“We’re not sure,” Sarah answered for him.
“Let me show you what we have.” Violet dragged
Brian to a rack of lacy bras. “Bralettes are more forgiving for the size and build of a man’s chest,” she said as held one up against his chest. “What do you think?”
“It’s nice,” Sarah said. “What do you think, Brian.”
“Yes, it’s great,” he said with a touch of annoyance in his voice, but he couldn’t deny that the whole scenario was causing a reaction in his pants.
Violet led him to the changing rooms and had him try it on. Sarah followed them and when Brian came out, she nodded her approval.
“That looks good,” Sarah said, adjusting the straps. “Right now the panties. Wait here.”
Violet and Sarah went back into the shop.
“You mentioned earlier that your husband wasn’t very big. Do you mind me asking just how small we are talking, so I can gauge how loose the panties need to be.”
“Oh it is really quite small, even hard.”
“Excellent then I think I have just the thing,” Violet said with a smile.
When the two woman returned they handed Brian three pairs of panties. “Try these on.”
Brian made a point of whipping the changing room curtain shut.
“I’ll be back in a moment,” said Violet.
Sarah nodded.
A few minutes later Brian pulled back the curtain revealing his lacy bra and panty set.
“Oh the look very cute,” Sarah said. ” How do the panties feel?”
“They are okay I guess,” he replied.
“Can I see asked violet?”
“By all means,” said Sarah. “Come and see.”
Violet stepped into the changing area. She crouched down and pulled against the elastic of the legs to check the fit.
“They look excellent,” Violet complimented.
Brian could feel his humiliation growing and with it his excitement.
“Brian,” Sarah chided him has the end of his penis pushed out the front of the panties, creating a small wet patch.
Violet let out a soft laugh.
“I have locked the door for lunch if you would like to a few minutes to take care of that.”
“Really?” Sarah asked.
“Of course, I’ll give you some space.”
“You are welcome to stay and help,” Sarah told her. “Brian wouldn’t mine, would you?”
Brian was lost for words and could manage no more than a squeak and a nod of his head.
“Well in that case, I’d love to.”
Sarah took Violet’s hand and placed it on the front of the panties while looking deep into Brian’s eyes. Violet caressed his small cock through the material while Sarah ran her hand over his lace covered chest.
“Come on, Sweetie,” Sarah whispered, giving him a soft pat on his bottom. “Violet wants to see your little cock when you cum.”
Brian sat down on the bench and Violet and Sarah giggled as the older woman rubbed his cock through the material.
“You weren’t kidding were you it really is quite little,” Violet said.
Brian’s breathing increased and his heart rate increased and the flush of orgasm overwhelmed him and he released a stream of spunk that seeped through the front of his panties.
“Oh my God,” Sarah exclaimed. “That was a record for even you.”
“That is so cute and sexy,” Violet said as she ran her tongue over the white cum that had passed through the material.
“You really do get turned on by this don’t you?” Sarah said.
Violet stood up. “You will have to buy them now,I’m afraid. I have a strict shop policy, ‘You cum in it, you buy it.'”
Brian looked at his wife and they both started laughing.

A Slippery Slope, Part 7 [romantic] [bdsm] [femdom] [humiliation] [chastity] [sm] [real] [D/s] [F40/m43]

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He was shocked. This was not a tiny wet spot like at the restaurant, this fully looked like he had prematurely ejaculated inside is dress slacks, and without a coat to hide it.

Outside the hotel was quiet, just the doorman, but once they reached the lobby, it was quite a different story. It was packed. He felt thankful she was covered up with two jackets, because the way her leather dress hugged her perfect body wasn’t drawing all the attention to them. He could see the elevator and continued his uncomfortable walk towards it.

“You know what, let’s grab a nightcap,” she said as he reached to press the up arrow. “I could really use something to even out the disappointment of your failure on the ride home.”

As they walked towards the bar, he could tell that people had taken notice of his current situation; he had never felt more humiliated in his entire life. He had no idea that what he was feeling now was only a precursor to what she had planned for their new life together. Read more »

My first post – be kind

Chad closed the door behind him and looked over at Sarah’s naked body as she lay on the bed. Her soft curves sank into the mattress. She could see his cock growing hard and was glad the sight of him turn her on as much as she did him.
In their introductory conversation downstairs she had explained what she wanted with confidence and precision. He seemed to enjoy that she had such a good understanding of her own sexuality.
He moved toward her. She had been worried that he’d be put off by the ravages of middle-aged and too many chocolate bars when he saw her naked body. But it was quite the opposite.
“You look beautiful lying there,” he said.
She seized his hand and yanked him onto her with a strength she didn’t know she had. Their lips collided with a force so great that her body was engulfed by his. Sarah clenched onto his back with all the might of her passion, feeling every inch of his manhood pressed against her. It was her first time with someone like him, and she welcomed the tidal wave of pleasure that was about to overwhelm her.
His soft lips grazed her neck, sending shivers down her spine. His hands glided up and down her body, caressing every curve and lingering in all the right places. He sucked on her nipples, the sensation so intense she could feel a throbbing in her core as he continued his descent. She was consumed with anticipation of what was to come as he made his way down her body.
He scoured his lips over her stomach, hungrily tasting the softness of her skin. He smirked as she squirmed at his caresses, the sensation of his tongue in her bellybutton sending shivers down her spine. His hands trailed down her body as his mouth moved lower, pressing hot wet kisses to the top of her thighs before dipping between them. He teased the folds of her pussy with his skilled tongue before slipping inside, eliciting a sharp gasp from Sarah. She tightened her grip on a handful of his hair as he sent waves of pleasure through her with each flick of his tongue. Her hips bucked and rolled as he drove her to the brink of orgasm.
Just as her pleasure was reaching its crescendo, Chad pulled away, leaving her quivering with desire. His hardness was like a burning flame against her skin, and as she reached down to take it in her hand she felt an electric current course through her entire body. She tugged it closer, aching for it to fill her, desperate to have him join her in bliss.
Chad moaned in pleasure as Sarah’s tight grip closed around his hardening length. His aching need to slide himself inside her threatened to overwhelm him, and her soft whimpers only increased his desire. He moved his hips with increasing fervor as his hard cock glided up and down her slick slit. Her body quivered beneath him as she gasped in pleasure, driving him further into a haze of carnal longing. The need to join with her grew more and more acute, until it was all he could think of, or do.
When he slid his dick inside her hot, wet pussy, Sarah groaned with pleasure. The heat of her vagina enfolded his cock and bathed it in a sheen of slippery arousal. It felt so good to have his hard rod inside his woman. He clasped her pale thighs and pounded her faster, giving her every inch as she arched her back and writhed beneath him. Her dark hair flapped around her angel face.
Taking a second to rest they both looked over to the corner of the room where Sarah’s husband, Brian was sitting silently in a chair. He wore a set of his wife’s bra and panties. His ankles and wrists were tied to the chair, and his mouth gagged with a second pair of panties.
“You look good in my underwear,” Sarah said to her husband.
“Mmm…mmm!!” he mumbled through the gag.
“What did he say?” Chad asked Sarah.
“He said he thought it was hot,” Sarah said.
Chad smiled and slid his cock back inside her. Moving it around and in and out of her tight hole. Chad looked over at Sarah’s husband, his cock rock solid and throbbing. Brian nodded his head with approval and Sarah’s pussy walls tightened around Chad’s cock.
Her body started to shake and she moaned out in passion as Chad’s cock plowed her pussy. She was so close to an orgasm. She grabbed onto Chad’s back and dug her nails in.
“I’m close,” Sarah gasped. “Fill me with your cum.”
Chad’s cock tensed and Sarah knew he was ready to explode. She clenched her pussy tightly around his cock, wanting to feel every drop of his cum inside her. Chad erupted within her letting out a loud moan. His hot cum filled her pussy, the squirted out around his dick as he continued to slide it in and out.
Sarah’s orgasm crashed over her in waves of pleasure as she felt him flood her cunt. She let out a grunt of satisfaction, letting the excitement and pleasure consume her.
Chad pushed himself up and pulled his cock from her soaked pussy. His thick cum began to ooze out. He turned to Brian, whose small cock pressed against the lace of his wife’s panties.
“Time for you to earn you keep hubby.” Chad walked over to him and undid the restraints and pulled the panties from his mouth. “Go and clean Sarah’s pussy, lick it clean.”
Brian looked pleadingly at his wife for help.
“Go on,” she told her husband as she sat up and pointed to her pussy.
Brian crawled to the edge of the bed and began to lick his wife’s smooth swollen lips. It was a strange taste, but as he licked her, he began to enjoy the taste of his wife and the seed of another man.
He sucked the cum from her, pushing his tongue deep inside, which made her moan with pleasure. She let him work his way all over her soaking wet cunt.
Chad walked around the room and picked up Sarah’s lingerie. He put them to his nose and inhaled her sweet scent.
“Mmmmm,” he said. “Now let me see if you’ve done a good job.”
Brian squatted back on his heels and Chad leaned down to inspect his work. His large, now flaccid, cock swung by Brian’s face.
“Looks good, well done, Brian,” Chad told him.
“I think it is time you clean Chad now,” Sarah told her husband.
In a daze Brian shuffled over to Chad and gently took his cock into his mouth. He sucked it, working his tongue around the head of it. He began to get more into it and moved it in and out of his mouth using his lips and tongue to play with it.
Sarah watched on as her husband sucked Chad’s cock. As she looked at him, she felt bad for him but was also pleased that he was being used as a sex slave to please her lover.
Chad gripped the back of Brian’s head and pushed his cock deeper into his mouth. He felt his cock getting hard again as he worked his cock deeper down his throat. Brian gagged as Chad’s cock pushed against his throat.
“Deep throat me,” Chad said.
Sarah watched as Brian tried his hardest to take the monster cock down his throat, but it was too long and fat. Just then Sarah had an idea to add one last touch of humiliation.
“Stand up, Brian, and take out you pathetic little penis, I want to see it side by side with Chad’s.”
Brian did as he was told. The two cocks looked completely different. Sarah’s husband’s was small, barely bigger than a thumb. Whereas Chad’s was much bigger, two or three times the thickness of Brian’s cock.
Sarah took Brian’s cock in her hand and held it next to Chad’s.
“Nearly twice as old and barely half the size,” Sarah laughed and then leaned toward her husband. “You know I’m going to tell the girls’ at the office all about this tomorrow,” she whispered into her husband’s ear.
She could see Brian’s heart sink as he imagined what they would say if they saw a cock to cock comparison of him and his wife’s lover.
Sarah released Brian’s cock and turned to Chad.
“I think it might be best if you sleep in the spare room tonight,” Sarah said to her husband.
“You can bring us coffee in the morning.”
Brian nodded his head and walked out of the room. Chad followed him to the door, making sure he left.
Sarah felt a pang of sadness for her husband but felt pleased that he had helped her realise her fantasy. She looked at Chad, his cock was still hard. She pounced on him, pushing him down on the bed, and straddled him.
“Now it is time for round two,” she told him. “Time for me to give you some attention.”
Sarah leaned down and kissed Chad passionately on the mouth. Her hands roamed his body, feeling his muscles. She moved her hands down to his cock and stroked it, admiring its size.
“I can’t believe how big you are,” she said. “I have never seen anything like it.”
She lowered her head and took him into her mouth. She sucked him, using her tongue to tease and tantalise him. She could feel him getting harder with every stroke of her tongue. He tasted salty and musky and she loved it. She wanted him inside her, but she wanted to make him wait, to prolong his pleasure.
She looked him in the eyes and smiled as she took him deeper into her mouth. She could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue. She knew she had him completely under her control.
She took him out of her mouth and leaned back, giving him a good view of her body. She put her hand between her legs and started to rub her clit.
“Watch me make myself come,” she said. “Watch me touch myself for you.”
She rubbed faster and harder, using her other hand to pull at her nipples. She was getting close, she could feel it building inside of her.
She let out a moan and then a loud scream as she came hard on her fingers. She rode out the wave of pleasure. As soon as she was finished Chad pushed her head down, forcing his cock deeper into her mouth. She gag but kept sucking him. He grasped a fistful of her hair and fucked her face.
She felt him getting close to orgasm and knew she had to let him cum on her face. She pulled away from him just in time as he shot his load onto her face and forehead. She looked up at him, her face covered in his cum, and smiled.
Using her finger she scooped it all into her mouth revelling in the feeling of how Chad had just dominated her.
Sarah climbed into bed next to Chad and they lay there for a few moments, panting and sweaty, before finally he spooned up behind her. Feeling content and satisfied after the best sex she had ever had she began to drift into a deep sleep, the last thing she heard being the creaking floorboards on the landing as her husband slunk away from the door.

The Contract: the First Outing (Femdom) (Flr)

“We’re going out today slave.”

It was Sunday morning, digging the house out had gone well. Saturday had been devoted to laying gabian blocks and putting the bridge in place. The bridge was fantastic to Claire, a miniature cantilever structure that seemed to float above the ground and end within a centimetre of the kitchen door threshold. Three steps leading into the carport where at the other end. What was striking was how level and flat the span was. The roof over the walkway thrilled Claire too, no more getting wet from the way in the rain to get from car to home.

The gabians were neat and obviously well laid but still bare concrete with little pockets for flowering plants. She had been delighted at the neatening effect they had and posted pictures on her social media boasting about the home improvements her husband was making. The bridge had got several reaction ranging between envy and admiration from her contacts. Most notable had been Claire’s mother who had commented about sending Mike dig a moat and build a drawbridge in Nelspruit.

“Very well Mistress, what will we be doing?” Mike replied. Read more »

Club fun with my wife [MMF]

I am lucky to have a wife who likes to play. She turns heads wherever we go, no matter what she is wearing. Alessia is at her early thirties, 5’7” with full lips, and a shapely figure that includes size 34D tits. Men drool over her and we love it. When we got home, we ravage each other as we recount all the men who flirted, and we both decided that sharing her would be a new adventure to our sex lives.

Tonight was our night to try. Alessia wore crotchless panties and a short, pleated skirt that reminded me of a schoolgirl’s uniform. On top, she wore a tight tank that held her breasts firmly and exposed her flat belly. Without a bra, her nipples were easily seen, even if they were not erect. Once erect they could not be missed. Her waist-length red hair was held back with a decorative silver clip and on her feet were blue pumps which accentuated her legs and matched her skirt. Red lip gloss was the finishing touch which drove me wild.

“You look stunning, hot, and a bit slutty all at the same time,” I said. Read more »

Vacation fuck [FM]

Hi! My name’s Becca and I’m a 26 year old Latina. I’m 5’2, petite, and I’ve been told I have a bit of a bubble butt and that I look like a young Eva Longoria/Alyssa Milano lol.

I’ve been married for 3 years but this story is about sex with someone other than my husband. My husband John and I have been together since sophomore year of college. A few months ago he cheated on me with his secretary on a business trip. I’ve tried to forgive him but it’s been extremely difficult.

A few weeks ago we went to Miami for a week long vacation in part to escape winter. My husband was working a lot and kept flaking on me. One day I was on the beach reading by myself and two black men came over and started talking to me. They were both pretty attractive, but one was probably the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.

His name was Paul and he was 6’5, jacked, bearded and had a really deep voice. We flirted a bit and he joked about how my husband was an idiot for leaving his gorgeous wife all alone on the beach. They ended up leaving to go get lunch and I spent the next hour trying to read but thinking about Paul’s arms and abs. Read more »