Different departments did not do much to stratify the workforce when they lived across the street from one another. Sure, Anthony did not exactly love the idea of living within spitting distance of the guy from Human Resources, but it could have been a hell of a lot worse. They got along well enough, and even started to speak to one another as if they were friends, in a twisted colleague-neighbour sort of way, even with them being opposites. Michael, for all his niceties, was just that; vanilla. Kind enough, soft-spoken, and well-mannered. It served him well. He had a respectable job and all the benefits that came with it; wife included. Anthony, on the other hand, was a little more callous. He was not a jerk by any means, but if one believed in humans adopting a system as trivial as alphas and Betas, Anthony was not a Beta. So, despite their differences, they got along well. “I’m not so sure.” Michael continued. Anthony looked at him with a half-frown, furrowing his brow.
Tag: Wife
Loving Domination
Daniel had been gone all day at his 9 to 5. His wife Sasha had been all alone the whole day waiting for him. She finished the cleaning and everything else he told her to do. Sasha had been edging herself all day, touching her tits and her playing with her needy pussy. Just enough to get her dripping and then denying herself only to start again. She needed him bad and she was going to make sure she got him.
When Daniel got home he came through the door expecting his wife and found no one. He called out to her “Sasha?! Are you home?”
He wandered their house until he arrived at their bedroom. Daniel was stunned as he sees his wife with her hands shackled to the ceiling and a blindfold around her eyes. He circled around her gazing her up and down. He went behind her and ran his cold fingers up her back making her shiver. He slides his hands around to her chest and fondles her tits before sliding them down. Going lower he grazes over her pussy and caresses her inner thigh. She moans as she presses her ass against his cock.
The Guest
The doorbell rings, but I already saw him walking up the steps. I open the door. “Thanks for coming out to have dinner with us. I know it’s a bit of a drive.”
“It’s no trouble.” He hands me the rolls he brought, “Thank you for the invitation.”
“My spouse just put the steaks on. How do you like yours?” I ask.
“Medium.”
“Perfect.” I gesture toward the table, “Please, sit down. I’m almost finished.” I poke my head out the back and let my spouse know how he likes his steak and then resume cooking, “Can I get you a drink?”
“Water’s great for now,” and he sips from the cup in front of him.
I walk to the stove and turn on the burner. He’s making me so hot. I take off my apron, but it’s not enough. So, I slip off my shoes and socks, remove my cardigan and take off my shirt.
He’s come up behind me, hands on my waist and is nuzzling my neck. This is definitely not helping, but I love it. I turn to kiss him…
Journey of my Indian wife from a homely girl to slut,then slave then my rimming queen.(Part-1)
I am a 30 year old from India , just like in our culture I also got married in a arrange marriage 2 years back due to parental pressure.
My wife was a very shy and studious girl who excelled in every other examination. She was least interested in sex and it took me one month to convince her for an sexual intercourse, that too she was disinterested in the whole episode.
As I have a high libido ,it was getting increasingly difficult for me to spend time with her ,otherwise she was quite good in her homely duties like taking care of my Mom and dad.
Meanwhile , I got connected with my ex and one thing led to another and I filed a divorce petition for incompatibility .
My wife used to cry whole day that please don’t leave me , I was also finding it difficult to abandoned such a beautiful soul
My ex happens to be a very rational girl, I told her the problem she requested me to setup a meeting with my wife and her.
So the meeting happened and I don’t know what she conveyed her that I got the biggest surprise on the next morning.
Across the Hall part 4
Chapter 4
Breakfast went by excruciatingly slow. Sensing John’s arousal like a sixth sense, Katie casually stroked him under the table as she talked about her plans with Sarah. They’d go shopping first while John stayed home for some alone time. Then they’d all go to dinner at a nice restaurant since Sarah had been stood up the other night. And then they’d go clubbing–in an effort to find the right hot piece of ass for Sarah (Katie’s words, not hers).
All of it was talked about in great detail, and during every second of the conversation Katie rubbed his cock under Sarah’s unsuspecting gaze.
When they were finally done, Sarah offered to cleanup but John quickly volunteered to do the cleanup–and Katie hesitated for only a moment before agreeing to help him.
Sarah, happy to be out of cleaning duty, announced that she was going to her room to shower and get ready for the full day of shopping.
“Finally,” John said, the moment Sarah rounded the corner.
“What’s wrong baby?” Katie asked him innocently.
John growled at her teasing, but she cocked an eyebrow at him.
my first threesome [Fmf]
long post
tl/dr I fucked my friends husband then let them both fuck me.
Newlyweds
I shiver as I wait patiently to be joined.
I spent the morning being preened and waxed and plucked, made to look smooth and soft for my new husband. The officiating took place early, and I could barely see him through my veil. I’ve caught glimpses in the past few months when he would come to speak to my father, and today, during the celebration. But neither of us are allowed to see the other until we’re consummating our marriage.
I know he’s much older than my 19 years, and bigger than me. And I know that he requested that I be waiting on all fours for him on the bed, my face pressed into the soft blanket, and on display for him. My mother said consummating would hurt, but that being a wife means being dutiful.
The door opens with a click, and I hear footsteps coming close. There are hands on my hips. They slide down my legs, and then back up, rest on my thighs. “Spread yourself open for me.” He says, gruffly. My face gets hot, and shaking, I reach back to hold my asscheeks apart.
[MF] Lonely and the Wanting (long story)
Preface: Names, dates, and locations have been changed but what happened is 100% true. This story ended up being longer than I intended so buckle up.——-
My name is Sean. My wife, Tia, and I have been married for a few years and everything has been great. However, two years ago, she was injured and intimacy has been impossible because of the pain it causes her. I never had a high sex drive until I met her 9 years ago and it is still high while not having an outlet. I have tried taking care of it myself 2-3 times a day and it’s still not enough to satisfy which leads to this.
Fast forward to mid October last year, I was sent to Indianapolis for a week for training by my job. After a day I was really lonely and horny so I decided to get on a site known for hookups. After chatting with some that turned out to be scammers, I chatted with Kylie. She has a boyfriend but is not a fan of him and was looking for the same thing I was. We chatted for a bit and decided to meet up at my hotel room Wednesday night. I couldn’t believe this was actually going to happen and partly didn’t think it would.
Wicked Sinners [mmf]
It was entirely wrong, but as the finger tips of his calloused hands slipped under the top seam of her shorts and began sliding them down her legs, it felt so wickedly delightful. She leaned against the sink as his warm lips kissed the bare flesh of her legs, her dark eyes trying to avoid the gaze of her husband who sat across the room from them.
It was the first time in 10 years that another man was getting to undress her, and her heart was racing a mile per minute. This was what her husband wanted, and admittedly, so did she. He’d join them in a few minutes, but for right now, she was free of the wedding vows.
Those rough hands, like smooth leather, moved their way up her slender frame. They slipped under her shirt, moving slowly up her sides and towards her breasts. His fingers would soon be around her nipples, and he’d feel just how delighted she was.
Her husband sat naked on the couch across from her, his hand stroking his penis. In a strange way, seeing him enjoying it all was both an insult and a temptation for more.
How I Helped Them Overcome Infertility. [MF]
My nephew is a miracle child. My wife’s sister and her husband were told they could not have kids. To keep any bitterness from creeping in their relationship, they ask the doctor not to tell them who it was that was the issue. Although issues ran in her family. As a matter of fact, my wife is unable to have children. I have always felt kind of short changed over it. I know it isn’t her fault but I do have bitterness toward the situation.
When they got the news they couldn’t conceive, they immediately were drawn to hang with us. My sister in law, We will call her Katie was here all the time. Todd, her husband worked at the fire department and was gone most of the time. My wife was a nurse and spent 3 days on and 4 days off. I worked from home and Katie worked retail with all over the place hours.
Over the months following the news, Todd became very distant and blamed Katie for the problem. He worked all the time (at least that is what he told her) but in reality he was just getting away from Katie. Later it would be revealed he had an affair during this time.