The Night I Desired
Teen Brothers Growing
We were a family containing 4 children , 2 boys 2 girls, we lived in a three bedded house so we had to share rooms, our room was only big enough for a double bed so as two teen boys growing up we were used to sleeping in the same bed and I hadn't thought anything unusual about it as we had done so all through our lives.
My Wife, Her Friends, Our Secret
About a month ago my wife and I were talking about how our sex life wasn’t what it used to be. Before our son was born we were more adventurous, we would occasionally bring another person to our bed with us. We have had both men and women to join us and never had any problems. We had began flirting with a dew of our friends and neighbors hoping that someone would have interest, so far it has just been a lot of rubbing and teasing. During our conversation we decided to have a Halloween party the Friday before Halloween, that way we could spend Halloween with the kids.
We decided to make it an adult only party so we made arrangements for the kids and started calling everybody we knew. We had two simple rules. 1. No kids 2. Wear a costume Most of the people we called said they would be there including the couple from her work we had been flirting with the most.
We were excited, so we started decorating and getting beverages. As the week went by we had a lot of people calling wanting to know if they could bring friends, we accepted. With high hopes of some extra play we picked out costumes that wouldn’t hinder our fun.
Their First Taste
A Friend for dessert
“I invited Cathy over for dinner and a soak in the hot tub tonight” announced my wife, Tracey, out of the blue. Cathy had been divorced for about two years and had met Tracey and me a couple of months previously at a school function.
“OK” , I said and added facetiously “but does she know we don’t wear clothes in the hot tub?” When Tracey replied “Oh, I don’t think that will worry her”, I was surprised and my interest was really sparked because all I remembered about Cathy was that she was petite and gorgeous and somewhat demure.
Dinner that night was a lot of fun with much wine consumed by all three of us and some nervousness on my part because I had no idea how Cathy would react when the time came to use the tub. Would she be happy to strip or would we all have to wear swimsuits (that would be a disappointment!) The conversation during dinner started mundanely but gradually became more personal as Cathy talked about her ex-husband and that the two brief and sexual encounters she had had since – the latest with a black man, whom she described as “huge where it counted”. You can imagine how that made me feel knowing I would probably soon be exposing my own fairly average equipment.
Race Weekend
The college I went to was in a small, backward town. There were six churches and one bar. Almost every night, that bar was packed with college kids, most of whom were too young to be there. It helped that the bar owner was the town sheriff's brother.
We were at our usual table – me and my drinking buddies, Tom and Jack. We were talking about what we would do over the summer after our sophomore year of college.
“C'mon, guys, it'll be great,” I said. “We watch racing on TV. We like to party. The cars are awesome. Imagine forty cars roaring past you on the back straight and then belching flames when they downshift for the hairpin turn! There's crazy amounts of hot pussy. Everybody gets stupid drunk, and the lucky ones fuck their brains out all night. Can you get the tent, Tom?”
“The tent's no problem,” Tom said as he re-filled our mugs. “Even if it's just a camping trip, I'm in.”
I said, “We'll drive up Friday, party all night, maybe sleep a little, maybe not, drink breakfast, and go to the track. There's racing on Saturday and Sunday, and we go home Monday. We're not paying for grandstand seats. There are plenty of places on hills and on the edge of the woods where you can watch, and thousands of people partying and smokin' hot chicks everywhere.”
“Yeah, with their boyfriends,” Jack said. “I can go to the mall if I want to see that.”
Getting My Ex-Husbands Promotion For Him
Well, my ex-husband was an Lt in the Air Force and he just never could make Capt. He tried his best but his evals and scores were just not at the top plus his recommendations from his Commander, Col. Young were not as good as they could have been and as I understand it, he signed off on the final paperwork. Well, we were in the Base Exchange one day after being at the pool and I had on a cover blouse over my string bikini and a pair of shorts and he was just in shorts and t-shirt and we ran into his Commander and his wife, Jackie. They were both friendly and Jackie hugged me a little tighter than I knew was normal. Col Young, Bob, was looking at me in a way that I knew what he was thinking.
My wife and her friend part 1
My wife's voice echoed down the hallway towards the open bathroom door. As I stood in the shower, rinsing the soap off my body. The hot water soothing my stiff muscles from a hard day's work. A nice hot shower after a long day at work typically helped my sore body. But today I rushed my shower more then usual.
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