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I Didn’t Mean to Cheat [Pt 1]

“I am sorry sir. Because of the complications with the pandemic your flight has been rescheduled for tomorrow evening”

“Well, what am I supposed to do? Stay here? In the AIRPORT? All night?” I frantically asked gripping the edge of the podium separating me from the pretty Indian girl.

“Oh no sir. Wel will accommodate you. We have several passengers in the same boat” She responded clicking away at her computer. “Annndddd here we are. We have made you a reservation at a 5 Star Hotel. We have a shuttle bus that goes there every half hour” She said tugging a few pieces of paper off of her printer and handing them to me.

“So I just go to the shuttle? Then go check in? It doesn’t cost me anything?” I asked

“Oh no sir. The airport takes care of these sorts of things”

“Thanks” I mindlessly replied, while spinning on my heel and reading over the documents. After reading over all the important bits I tugged my cell phone out from my pants pocket and began scrolling through my contacts. Read more »

Mrs. Claus, and what she did on Christmas Eve.

“Well, it’s time to deliver all the presents to all the good boy and girls.”

Mrs. Claus looked up, smiling at her husband, it was time for him to make his appointed rounds. She saw him to the door, getting a passionate smooch from him before he climbed aboard his sleigh, and took to the sky.

Mrs. Claus was his new wife, his old wife had died just a few months ago, and he had really gone for the hot one. Her first name was Katelyn, she was a buxom, blonde bombshell, big lucious tits, lips that were made for cocksucking, hot curvy hips, and a cleanly shaven pussy. Santa never failed to get a solid hard-on when she was hefting his prick, she could put the makers of Viagra out of business.

Now that Santa was on his way, she wanted to have some fun. She looked into the workshop, saw all the elves, and she wanted a gang-bang. The elves may have been shorter in stature, but the way their pricks jutted out the front of their trousers when they had a hard-on, they more than made up for that. Read more »

Undercover Humiliation [FF, MC, Fdom, Humil] (Part 5 of 5)

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Back in our Editor Margarette Umberger’s office, we filled her in as Katie played her some of the secret tapes she’d made of the snippy little secretaries April Peterson and Tyler McCoy…

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Click:

“Okay. Listen April, if anybody needs this, it’s YOU. So here’s how it works. I was making prank calls for laughs the other day, and I rang up Doris at her house…” Tyler’s voice whispered.

“Our Doris? Miss Price’s Doris?” April’s voice squeaked.

Click.

Umberger paused the tape. “Who’s Doris again?” She asked Katie. Irritated she was asking Katie and not me, I butted in:

“We heard her on the first tape. Remember, the marker? Her role at work’s something of a mystery still. Word is, all the secretaries snub Doris because she’s older, in her sixties and all, we figure the drug again….” I sighed.

Katie added; “Guess Grandma Doris only works there part time too. Bunny said she’ll introduce us to her later today.”

Umberger nodded, and I turned it back on.

Click.

“Yeah, I called her at her home. I started making all these sarcastic jokes about her being a young wife, and she got… into it!” Read more »

The Assistant 1 [affair]

The company had hired his new assistant for him. He didn’t care as long as they met his requirements and could do the job. He got off the elevator and walked towards his office. He checked his email on his phone as he walked.

“Fuck,” he mumbled under his breath.

Another last minute meeting. He shoved his phone into his pocket as he rounded the corner. He slowed a bit when he saw the woman sitting at the desk outside his office. He felt his heart rate increase and put on his poker face. He knew what she would have been told about him, so it was time to get to work.

He strode past her desk and unlocked his office.

“Morning,” he said, not looking at her.

“Good morning,” she replied cheerily.

*Oh, this will be fun, he* thought. He sat at his desk and started going through emails.His new assistant put a cup of coffee in front of him. He looked up at her.

“Black right?” she asked.

“Correct,” he said, and he took a sip. *Damn that’s good*, but he kept his poker face on. He raised his eyebrows as she still stood there. “Yes?” Read more »

Grey Sweatpants Lead To Mind Blowing After-Baby Sex [MF]

[Skip to ******* to get to the sex]

This is some sweet and romantic stuff but I also think it’s pretty hot. Hopefully you will too.

When you have a newborn baby sex kind of goes out the window. After my son was born, for the first couple weeks I was too exhausted to really worry much. After that though, I was pretty backed up. I was fine taking care of that myself – my then-wife’s entire body had been rearranged fro this little dude and birth is the most intense thing I’ve ever witnessed anyone go through. So while I was horny enough to want to hump a chair leg, I didn’t want to pressure her into anything.

Around this time I had figured out that sweatpants are comfortable as fuck. I realize most people probably figure this out much earlier in life, but I’d always thought they looked kind of schleppy. But fatherhood made me not give a fuck about looking like a bum, so I tried those bad boys on and never looked back. I got into the habit of just wearing my sweatpants and that was it when I was home. Read more »

Careless Whispers (part ten) [cheating] [cruelty] [rough] [anal]

She finally caught my attention when she sat my third bourbon down, “A man with this much bourbon on his stomach should have something to eat to go along with it,” she said sweetly.

I looked up at her. The only thing I really noticed was she had blonde hair and she had a slightly crooked smile that made her look like she was up to no good. I smiled, “You offering to sit on the table and give me a meal?” I asked.

She blushed and I honestly thought she might smack me, which would’ve been deserved. Instead she lifted her head and looked me in the eye, “I’m off in an hour. Do you have a room in the hotel?”

I nodded, “A shared room. If you’re opposed to a female observer…,” I started but she cut me off.

“The wife?” she asked as she motioned to my wedding band.

I shook my head, “The wife’s little sister. Here on a business trip with her.”

She leaned over and put her hand on my inner thigh, “Won’t the wife’s little sister tattle?” Read more »

The Pleasure of Business: An Erotic Novel, Chapter 8 (MF) (Vacation) (Oral)

“Is this your first time flying, Anna? Or just your first time on a private jet?” the boss asks.

They are at the airport in a private room waiting for his pilot to give them the all clear to board. After weeks of waiting and preparations, they are finally headed to Europe.

“I’ve never flown before, sir. If I said I wasn’t nervous I’d be lying,” Anna says, her knee nervously bouncing. She looks at her boss, so calm, so relaxed. She wishes she could adopt his demeanor but he’s probably been doing this all his life. She hasn’t. She looks in her bag and makes sure she has her headphones and book to distract her on the flight. She isn’t terribly comfortable with flying. A sly smirk spreads across her face as she wonders if her boss has other plans for her on the plane. She is at his beckoned call, after all.

“If we were flying commercial this flight would take 12-14 hours with layovers and stops. But because your boss is a very wealthy man we will be there in less time than it would take you to drive back to Ohio,” he says, putting an arm around her, bringing her back from her momentary fantasy. Read more »

Repost: Commute [MF]

Sam Sheldon preferred to ride the city’s MetroRail system to and from work. The commute was only forty-five minutes one way. The railcars were often filled to the hilt with people, and the cleanliness was sometimes questionable. But the expense of maintaining a car and parking it in the city made riding the public railway system the most economical and sensible way to go.

The MetroRail had become more than a means of transportation for him. Each railcar became a mobile temple where he could meditate on his mundane life, and hope to find some sort of enlightenment. He thought about his marriage and his wife, who was emasculating and sexually distant. He thought about his two teenage sons, spoiled by the privilege of living in the suburbs and not having to work for the material things they wanted. He thought about his home with its overwhelming spaciousness and expensive décor. He thought about his demanding boss at the architectural firm he worked, and the clients who were unrealistic and unyielding in their deadlines. Read more »

Pleasing the Professor- Part 2 [Mf] [Age Gap]

I knew I shouldn’t have been feeling this way about my professor, but I needed him. I needed him with such an urgency, I could barely contain myself. The moment the hotel door closed, he was on me and I didn’t stop him.

He pushed me up against the door and lifted me up like I was weightless. His lips crashed down on mine. He cupped my chin with one hand to hold my face in place while he ravaged me. I kissed him back with equal fierceness. His tongue licked my lips open and entered, searching hungrily. Our tongues met in my mouth and a moan ripped from my lips.

He pulled away for a moment to growl, “You taste like heaven.” And then his mouth was back on me.

He put my feet back onto the ground and used his hands to pull my wrists above my head where he pinned them to the door with ease. He kept one hand there and moved the other down my body. He moved slowly, deliberately, trailing his hand down my arm, caressing my neck, squeezing one breast, and then wrapping around my ass and pulling my hips to meet his. His mouth moved to the sensitive spot on my neck and nibbled there. Read more »