I told her not to but even I have to admit that's some pretty sweet revenge. What should I do? Should I tell her man? I think he's kinda hot and maybe that'll get me in his good books. I need advice!
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She's got a STD and she's not gonna tell him
Here's the deal. My girl was fucking around on her man after she found out HE was screwing around on her. She caught some disease and now has pills for it. She isn't going to tell her man and is going to hook up with him tonight at the club. She's going to screw him and give him the std just because she wants to screw him over.
I told her not to but even I have to admit that's some pretty sweet revenge. What should I do? Should I tell her man? I think he's kinda hot and maybe that'll get me in his good books. I need advice!
Vicki in Frisco
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I told her not to but even I have to admit that's some pretty sweet revenge. What should I do? Should I tell her man? I think he's kinda hot and maybe that'll get me in his good books. I need advice!
Vicki in Frisco
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I cheat on my girlfriend with women who are much younger than her. And me.
I'm in a relationship with a great gal and we've been together for about 3 and a half years. Over the last 2 years, I've been involved in two extracurricular activities, both with women who are 20. In and of itself, not a big deal. Except that I'm 31, my girlfriend is 24.
So I'm sleeping with a girl who is 11 years younger than me. Have I mentioned that I'm a woman as well? My gf knew about the first one and was uncomfortable with it. But there's just something so hot about helping a young woman explore her dark side.
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So I'm sleeping with a girl who is 11 years younger than me. Have I mentioned that I'm a woman as well? My gf knew about the first one and was uncomfortable with it. But there's just something so hot about helping a young woman explore her dark side.
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Having an affair while on business.
I can't tell anyone what I am about to tell. For obvious reasons.I used to sell medical equipment overseas. I travelled extensively with many of my stops being in Asia, many of those being in the Phillipines and China. One trip I ended up at a bar called Red Lips where I met this amazing Phillipino girl. After taking care of her mama-san-madame-pimp she was mine for the night.
I ended up spending my entire time there with her. While I spoke to clients she would go shopping. I told her I'd see her again next time I was in town.
I've been back to the Phillipines six times since that affair. Each time I see her. I am even thinking about leaving my wife and marrying her, possibly even staying there on a long-term basis. I am now an ordained minsiter and my wife believes I am performing God's work in the Phillipines. I am not sure I can continue this charade any longer.
I ended up spending my entire time there with her. While I spoke to clients she would go shopping. I told her I'd see her again next time I was in town.
I've been back to the Phillipines six times since that affair. Each time I see her. I am even thinking about leaving my wife and marrying her, possibly even staying there on a long-term basis. I am now an ordained minsiter and my wife believes I am performing God's work in the Phillipines. I am not sure I can continue this charade any longer.
Mr. Vienna Sausage
I caught him - I taped him - so here it is. And yes - he posed for these!!
Cheater, lying, creepy SOB!
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I normally wouldn't post a story with an URL in it but...This was too funny to pass up. This is a story HE cannot tell it seems. Enjoy! (The link leads to nudity. NSFW)
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Cheater, lying, creepy SOB!
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I normally wouldn't post a story with an URL in it but...This was too funny to pass up. This is a story HE cannot tell it seems. Enjoy! (The link leads to nudity. NSFW)
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I know that my husband is cheating on me
I'm a women that's only been married for less then a year and i know that my husband is cheating on me he's been missing for 11 days mow he called me last night and said that he was over his ex's house and we needed to talk about something? i mean after 11 days missing i think that's an no brainer what's he doing he's a married man and you spend 11 days away from your wife?????
He knows that i love him that's why he continues to just walk all over me and i just let him get away with this. can you help me to stop being so stupid when it comes to him please help me just get over him
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He knows that i love him that's why he continues to just walk all over me and i just let him get away with this. can you help me to stop being so stupid when it comes to him please help me just get over him
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An affair with a soon to be married man
I think I've fallen for a guy who is getting married in 7 months. It started out as fuck buddies. I knew the deal from the beginning and was OK with that. He turned out to be a lot more sensitive and sweeter then I ever thought his tough exterior would let him admit to. BUT alas he has the 2.5 kids and the (practically) wife at home and has made himself completely clear that there is no way he will leave her for me or anyone else. Yet in the same breathe he will tell me he thinks of me constantly and that he has caught feelings for me. Until he told me that I was ok just thinking it was me who was starting to feel something.
I know this is classic wanting his cake and eating it to and every inch of me screams to run away from this but I don't want to. I'm a reasonably intelligent female who has been around the block more then her share of the time and I just know no good can come of this but yet still i subject myself to it. Sexually he is by far the best lover I have ever had and I think he feels the same way. Shame he made the choices he made earlier on in life cause I think we fit pretty well together. So I just told him this fling will be over one month before his wedding and that will be the last day we speak to each other. Secretly I hope he leaves her. On the other hand there is no way I could be in a relationship with him even if he did leave her because I couldn't trust him (kinda ironic cause he cheated on his ex wife with his current fiancee, oy vey!)
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I know this is classic wanting his cake and eating it to and every inch of me screams to run away from this but I don't want to. I'm a reasonably intelligent female who has been around the block more then her share of the time and I just know no good can come of this but yet still i subject myself to it. Sexually he is by far the best lover I have ever had and I think he feels the same way. Shame he made the choices he made earlier on in life cause I think we fit pretty well together. So I just told him this fling will be over one month before his wedding and that will be the last day we speak to each other. Secretly I hope he leaves her. On the other hand there is no way I could be in a relationship with him even if he did leave her because I couldn't trust him (kinda ironic cause he cheated on his ex wife with his current fiancee, oy vey!)
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My mothers trust vs my conscience
Okay here is the dilema. My mom is my best friend, we share everything together and are amazingly close. Now I found out a few years back my mom was having an affair. It has been with the same man for over 5 years. She is in love with him and lights up when she tells me about him. I have never in my whole life seen her talk about my dad that way, she has never came out and said she isn't in love with him, but i can see it. She married my dad young and only because they got pregnant with my older brother.
Now not only am I keeping this a secret, I let her use me as an alibi. Like if my dad asks she hung out with me, or is spending the night with me or watching my kids. My father is clueless. I love him so much, and I hate seeing him be played. Though I would never betray my mom's confidence and rat her out. So I don't have a clue what to do. I am also afraid if her secret ever does come out, would my father forgive me if he found out I were helping her. I have been keeping her secret for 2 years and it is making me nuts. What would any of you do.
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Now not only am I keeping this a secret, I let her use me as an alibi. Like if my dad asks she hung out with me, or is spending the night with me or watching my kids. My father is clueless. I love him so much, and I hate seeing him be played. Though I would never betray my mom's confidence and rat her out. So I don't have a clue what to do. I am also afraid if her secret ever does come out, would my father forgive me if he found out I were helping her. I have been keeping her secret for 2 years and it is making me nuts. What would any of you do.
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I am a cyber slut and I'm supposed to be married.
I'm supposed to be married. At least that is what our certificate says and the wedding rings we bought. We've been married for just over 5 year and I can tell you, the honeymoon has been over for a long time. We should be celebrating our 6 year anniversary in 1 week and I should be out buying her something nice. Instead I am writing this story because I can't tell her.
I've been on lavalife for 3 months now. I have a profile in all three sections. I have fucked probably 25+ women from the Intimate section, had drinks and hung out with around 15 women from the Dating section and probably 5 or so from the Relationship section. it is like an all-you-can-eat buffet of sex for me. I get any shape, size and colour I want. I've fucked young girls and a lot of older ones. The best part is that it doesn't cost me that much and I get all the sex I need and want.
I keep telling her that our marriage isn't working and that I am not happy. She insists that everything is fine. I don't understand. Instead of me staying unhappy I decided to make myself happy.
As soon as our house is paid off I am going to leave her.
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I've been on lavalife for 3 months now. I have a profile in all three sections. I have fucked probably 25+ women from the Intimate section, had drinks and hung out with around 15 women from the Dating section and probably 5 or so from the Relationship section. it is like an all-you-can-eat buffet of sex for me. I get any shape, size and colour I want. I've fucked young girls and a lot of older ones. The best part is that it doesn't cost me that much and I get all the sex I need and want.
I keep telling her that our marriage isn't working and that I am not happy. She insists that everything is fine. I don't understand. Instead of me staying unhappy I decided to make myself happy.
As soon as our house is paid off I am going to leave her.
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The day I almost shot my Best Man
I was living with my best friend, his cousin and his cousin's girlfriend in a shitty little basement apartment. None of us were really working, just doing some crimes here and there to pay the rent. We all had been living together since I was released from jail.
Everything was fine for a few months until one day shit changed. I came out of the shower and was getting dressed when the girlfriend decides to confess to me how she thought I was hot and that she wanted to do me since she first saw me.
She's almost like a pet, except she's hot and does what I say.
I was flattered at first but then I thought,"Hey, you are my buddy's girlfriend" I smiled at her and listened to her tell me that she wanted to fuck me, then I went out.
I called my best friend and asked him what I should do. I thought I should tell his cousin what his girlfriend told me. My best friend told me that I certainly should but that I should wait and do it face to face.
So I made 1 wrong move. I called the girlfriend on her pager and left a message that I was on my way to tell her boyfriend. This early warning was my downfall. She quickly drove home and started laying on the sob story to her boyfriend, making it sound like it was me that came on to her, not the other way around.
I show up a few hours later with my best friend to find the two of them sitting in the living room. She was crying her eyes out, he looked very angry. He starts yelling at me that I tried to fuck his girlfriend, I quickly defended myself, saying that it was all her. He believed his girlfriend. The arguement got louder and angrier. Suddenly he took a knife that was on the coffee table and stabbed it into the table. It stuck in and quivered when he let go. Then he looks at me and says,"You better not sleep here tonight, bad shit will happen!"
I was pissed off. I didn't do shit. It was all her.
I stormed out, angry that Iw as being forced out of my house where I paid rent, just because his dumb cunt of a girlfriend lied her ass off to save it. I quickly went to another friend's house where I promptly got drunk and asked for his piece. Now I was drunk, angry and holding a loaded 9mm. I call my best friend and tell him my plans. He tries to talk me out of going home and then hangs up on me.
10 minutes later he's at the door. We talk and talk and eventually he convinces me that shooting his cousin is NOT the answer, although at the time I wanted to SO bad. I didn't like being disrespected in my own house and didn't appricate the fact the he took his bitch's word over mine. I calmed down, got more drunk and passed out.
That was the last time I talked to the cousin for over 4 years. He ended up marrying the bitch and had a kid. A couple year later they divorced. A couple years after that, we started talking again thanks to my best friend and Christmas.
After that, we became best friends ourselves. Inseperable.
He was my best man 2 years ago when I got married. Good thing I didn't shoot him.
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Everything was fine for a few months until one day shit changed. I came out of the shower and was getting dressed when the girlfriend decides to confess to me how she thought I was hot and that she wanted to do me since she first saw me.
She's almost like a pet, except she's hot and does what I say.
I was flattered at first but then I thought,"Hey, you are my buddy's girlfriend" I smiled at her and listened to her tell me that she wanted to fuck me, then I went out.
...He believed his girlfriend. The arguement got louder and angrier. Suddenly he took a knife that was on the coffee table and stabbed it into the table...
I called my best friend and asked him what I should do. I thought I should tell his cousin what his girlfriend told me. My best friend told me that I certainly should but that I should wait and do it face to face.
So I made 1 wrong move. I called the girlfriend on her pager and left a message that I was on my way to tell her boyfriend. This early warning was my downfall. She quickly drove home and started laying on the sob story to her boyfriend, making it sound like it was me that came on to her, not the other way around.
I show up a few hours later with my best friend to find the two of them sitting in the living room. She was crying her eyes out, he looked very angry. He starts yelling at me that I tried to fuck his girlfriend, I quickly defended myself, saying that it was all her. He believed his girlfriend. The arguement got louder and angrier. Suddenly he took a knife that was on the coffee table and stabbed it into the table. It stuck in and quivered when he let go. Then he looks at me and says,"You better not sleep here tonight, bad shit will happen!"
...went to another friend's house where I promptly got drunk and asked for his piece. Now I was drunk, angry and holding a loaded 9mm...
I was pissed off. I didn't do shit. It was all her.
I stormed out, angry that Iw as being forced out of my house where I paid rent, just because his dumb cunt of a girlfriend lied her ass off to save it. I quickly went to another friend's house where I promptly got drunk and asked for his piece. Now I was drunk, angry and holding a loaded 9mm. I call my best friend and tell him my plans. He tries to talk me out of going home and then hangs up on me.
10 minutes later he's at the door. We talk and talk and eventually he convinces me that shooting his cousin is NOT the answer, although at the time I wanted to SO bad. I didn't like being disrespected in my own house and didn't appricate the fact the he took his bitch's word over mine. I calmed down, got more drunk and passed out.
That was the last time I talked to the cousin for over 4 years. He ended up marrying the bitch and had a kid. A couple year later they divorced. A couple years after that, we started talking again thanks to my best friend and Christmas.
After that, we became best friends ourselves. Inseperable.
He was my best man 2 years ago when I got married. Good thing I didn't shoot him.
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A Happy Valentine's Day?
There was no Happy Valentines Day around this house this year. My husband has been away on "business" since last Friday(he's actually in NY fucking one of his whores). I've been lonely and alone all weekend. I try and take comfort in my best friend on Monday night and she turns and tells me that she's cheating on her husband of fifteen years. Fifteen years! What the hell is this world coming to? Is nothing sacred anymore!
I started drinking Monday night. By eight I was drunk, stumbling around my house. To most people there would be nothing wrong with a good drunk one night. To me however, it is a huge problem. I am a recovering alcoholic. I was 259 days sober until Monday. I finished a bottle of wine then moved on to Jack. The last thing I remember was the clock turning midnight and thinking, "Happy Valentine's Day asshole!"
I woke up around noon yesterday and had a shot of Jack to beat my hangover back. A day after my drinking and I am ready to go to the liquor store.
I guess the only question in my life left unanswered right now is how long this time around will I be able to keep my drinking a secret.
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I started drinking Monday night. By eight I was drunk, stumbling around my house. To most people there would be nothing wrong with a good drunk one night. To me however, it is a huge problem. I am a recovering alcoholic. I was 259 days sober until Monday. I finished a bottle of wine then moved on to Jack. The last thing I remember was the clock turning midnight and thinking, "Happy Valentine's Day asshole!"
I woke up around noon yesterday and had a shot of Jack to beat my hangover back. A day after my drinking and I am ready to go to the liquor store.
I guess the only question in my life left unanswered right now is how long this time around will I be able to keep my drinking a secret.
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I've got two stories to tell
A fter reading the majority of the stories on the site, I have to come share as well. I am filled with school-boy excitement. I have two stories, the first is only relevant because people have no idea what I was like when I was younger. (The second, you'll see). I would love to tell these stories at coctail parties, but these ninnys will relate a story of taking mom's car to the beach without permission, and then get poo-poos from everyone else. So, I was a bad seed. We went on so many beer runs (walk in-snatch beer-run out-why hassle with that money thing) that we were contemplating keeping a log of who went where and what clerk was working ( so as to avoid the uncomfortable 7-11 experience. You know things are ill when you walk in and the clerk greets you with, "Hey mother fucker").
I worked at a store as a bagger, and while I was stocking the coolers at night I would throw two cases of beer in the dumpster with the trash, only to retrieve them later (this isn't so bad, except I did it 2-4 times a week). Vandalism, fights, sex, and, of course, drugs. I was wrong. Anyway, one night we go to the movies (myself, and two friends). Working the ticket booth is a girl that was a year older than us, Betty (not her real name). After we pay our way in, we mosey on back to the game section of the theater with roughly an hour to kill.
Well, Betty was epileptic. She was the butt of many jokes at school, due to the inability of anyone/thing (doctors/meds) to keep her seizures in check. So, there we are playing video games (Rampage to be exact), when all of a sudden Betty falls down in the ticket booth and starts siezing. We all ran over being saints, knights in armor and all of that. She was already finishing up with the worst of it, S1 and S2 we're already over the counter counseling. Nobody was around, so we shared our best "I dunno" looks, then out of the blue S2 pops the cash register and jacks the money. We ran out of there and headed down the back streets to another hangout. I didn't have anything to do with the money, and neither did S1. It was a huge scandal though. I am sure that folks in my home town still remember, and would love to see the unsavory bastards that did it hanged. S1 is likewise a respectable citizen these days, and S2 was beat to death (literally) a couple of years ago.
S o story next involves my ex-wife. I would love to tell her this story just to hurt her, but the other person involved would suffer as well. My ex was very good looking and I was the stupid schlub that found himself fortunate to have such a thing. Undeserving and all of that. After six months of marriage my ex started turning into Satan's Sister, and not just to me. To sum this up I caught her cheating. She cried and begged, and I tried to forgive. Wouldn't happen again and what not. I never got over it, and began the experiental sleeping around, but revenge fornication isn't all that. One night, fairly close to the end of our marriage, Lucif-her decides to blow a gasket on her sister and I as we shared a couple of drinks at the house. She then proceeds to go into the bedroom, puke on my side of the bed, then pass out.
So what happened next was at least three years in the making. I decided I wasn't going to clean anything, play ambulance to the toilet, hold any hair etc. I went back out in the living room where her sister was, and after lamenting my ex's evilness, we started kissing (we had been hot for each other, but it remained unspoken).
S o this is for you, my love. Your sister and I went out into the garage, pushed the back seats of the Subaru down, and did the deed all over your new car (here's the double punch dear, when we went to the canyon and "broke" your car in, well it had already been done). I must have slept with your sister at least six or ten times, and in ways that you were too boring. The sun had long been up when we went in and passed out on the couch. Yeah, that night. We didn't fall asleep there, we went to sleep there after romping all night. Piss off.
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...Vandalism, fights, sex, and, of course, drugs. I was wrong...
I worked at a store as a bagger, and while I was stocking the coolers at night I would throw two cases of beer in the dumpster with the trash, only to retrieve them later (this isn't so bad, except I did it 2-4 times a week). Vandalism, fights, sex, and, of course, drugs. I was wrong. Anyway, one night we go to the movies (myself, and two friends). Working the ticket booth is a girl that was a year older than us, Betty (not her real name). After we pay our way in, we mosey on back to the game section of the theater with roughly an hour to kill.
...S1 is likewise a respectable citizen these days, and S2 was beat to death (literally) a couple of years ago...
Well, Betty was epileptic. She was the butt of many jokes at school, due to the inability of anyone/thing (doctors/meds) to keep her seizures in check. So, there we are playing video games (Rampage to be exact), when all of a sudden Betty falls down in the ticket booth and starts siezing. We all ran over being saints, knights in armor and all of that. She was already finishing up with the worst of it, S1 and S2 we're already over the counter counseling. Nobody was around, so we shared our best "I dunno" looks, then out of the blue S2 pops the cash register and jacks the money. We ran out of there and headed down the back streets to another hangout. I didn't have anything to do with the money, and neither did S1. It was a huge scandal though. I am sure that folks in my home town still remember, and would love to see the unsavory bastards that did it hanged. S1 is likewise a respectable citizen these days, and S2 was beat to death (literally) a couple of years ago.
...One night, fairly close to the end of our marriage, Lucif-her decides to blow a gasket on her sister and I as we shared a couple of drinks at the house...
S o story next involves my ex-wife. I would love to tell her this story just to hurt her, but the other person involved would suffer as well. My ex was very good looking and I was the stupid schlub that found himself fortunate to have such a thing. Undeserving and all of that. After six months of marriage my ex started turning into Satan's Sister, and not just to me. To sum this up I caught her cheating. She cried and begged, and I tried to forgive. Wouldn't happen again and what not. I never got over it, and began the experiental sleeping around, but revenge fornication isn't all that. One night, fairly close to the end of our marriage, Lucif-her decides to blow a gasket on her sister and I as we shared a couple of drinks at the house. She then proceeds to go into the bedroom, puke on my side of the bed, then pass out.
So what happened next was at least three years in the making. I decided I wasn't going to clean anything, play ambulance to the toilet, hold any hair etc. I went back out in the living room where her sister was, and after lamenting my ex's evilness, we started kissing (we had been hot for each other, but it remained unspoken).
...here's the double punch dear, when we went to the canyon and "broke" your car in, well it had already been done...
S o this is for you, my love. Your sister and I went out into the garage, pushed the back seats of the Subaru down, and did the deed all over your new car (here's the double punch dear, when we went to the canyon and "broke" your car in, well it had already been done). I must have slept with your sister at least six or ten times, and in ways that you were too boring. The sun had long been up when we went in and passed out on the couch. Yeah, that night. We didn't fall asleep there, we went to sleep there after romping all night. Piss off.
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Happy Valentine's Day
Happy Valentines Day sweetie. I'm sorry I cheated on you.
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I caught him cheating
He doesn't know that I know but I do. I had my suspicions for months so I've been doing some home work. I have watched enough CSI that I feel confident I could get away with it. I just have to gather up the strength to see this through. After years of taking his abuse it's his turn to feel my pain. Thinking about it excites me.
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I wish you weren't married
I hope everything is okay. You didn't come in to work today. I'm sitting here, looking at your empty desk and thinking about all the things I'd like to say to you.
I'm not able to tell you how much you turn me on. I watch your every move at work. I peek at you each time you cross your legs when you answer the phone. I get turned on when you put on your sexy reading glasses. Every time you walk down the hall, I can't stop looking ar your ass. When ever you wear your hair up, I imagine us in bed and me taking it all down. I think about how your hair would feel as it falls on me.
I have on more than one occasion, taken something from your desk like a pen, stack of post-it's and ever papers and dropped them on the floor. I then pretend to be busy working while waiting for you to pick them up. Then, if I am lucky I can catch a glimpse of your cleavage, the swell of your breasts. I have to stop writing this and go to lunch now. I wonder why you aren't here today.
I wish you were not married. Then I'd make some moves. I'm not a cheater and wouldn't want to tempt you to have an affair. If you ever leave your husband, I'm going to ask you out! Until then this is a story I cannot tell.
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I'm not able to tell you how much you turn me on. I watch your every move at work. I peek at you each time you cross your legs when you answer the phone. I get turned on when you put on your sexy reading glasses. Every time you walk down the hall, I can't stop looking ar your ass. When ever you wear your hair up, I imagine us in bed and me taking it all down. I think about how your hair would feel as it falls on me.
...I wish you were not married. Then I'd make some moves. I'm not a cheater and wouldn't want to tempt you to have an affair...
I have on more than one occasion, taken something from your desk like a pen, stack of post-it's and ever papers and dropped them on the floor. I then pretend to be busy working while waiting for you to pick them up. Then, if I am lucky I can catch a glimpse of your cleavage, the swell of your breasts. I have to stop writing this and go to lunch now. I wonder why you aren't here today.
I wish you were not married. Then I'd make some moves. I'm not a cheater and wouldn't want to tempt you to have an affair. If you ever leave your husband, I'm going to ask you out! Until then this is a story I cannot tell.
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An affair with my bosses wife
Fucking deathwish I must have. I love my job, don't like the suits above me. Typical story right?
I've been banging my bosses wife since last year. Around fifty staff including myself were invited to a party at their big assed mansion. Party was lame but the cocktails were delish and plentiful. Somehow I ended up sitting on a couch with his wife and another staffer. Minutes later she was talking shit in my ear, obviously drunk.
She tells me some things the she need not tell me. About how her husband is old and doesn't do the job like he used to. Tells me about how a young man like me would be able to take care of her.
I let it slide. Forgot about the whole thing. It's my bosses wife for fuck's sake. I don't bite the hand that feeds me. Hell no.
Then she calls me at work. I don't remember giving her my number. Says that she enjoyed our conversation at the party and asks if I'd like to get together for drinks. I said no. I didn't want to fuck up a good job. She persisted. I said okay.
Drinks were served that night. So was she. I took her home to my shitty little apartment and did her good and proper. halfway through our session, I laughed out loud thinking about how I was going to relay this story to my buddies.
She was a good lay, except for those saggy tits. Age does that. remind me to only date young women when I get over fifty.
We've been doing this for little over a year. I'm like her little fuck buddy. I never call her, but she calls me at least once evry two weeks. Best part is that she gives me shit. Often. New ties for work, come nice cufflinks, boxers and I never pay for a thing when she takes me out.
The greatest part of this story is that when I pass by my boss after a night with his wife, I smile a big-toothed grin. He must think I am a happy worker bee. He doesn't know that I still can taste his wife on my lips from the night before.
Karl
In my cubicle, waiting for the phone to ring.
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I've been banging my bosses wife since last year. Around fifty staff including myself were invited to a party at their big assed mansion. Party was lame but the cocktails were delish and plentiful. Somehow I ended up sitting on a couch with his wife and another staffer. Minutes later she was talking shit in my ear, obviously drunk.
...she enjoyed our conversation at the party and asks if I'd like to get together for drinks. I said no. I didn't want to fuck up a good job...
She tells me some things the she need not tell me. About how her husband is old and doesn't do the job like he used to. Tells me about how a young man like me would be able to take care of her.
I let it slide. Forgot about the whole thing. It's my bosses wife for fuck's sake. I don't bite the hand that feeds me. Hell no.
Then she calls me at work. I don't remember giving her my number. Says that she enjoyed our conversation at the party and asks if I'd like to get together for drinks. I said no. I didn't want to fuck up a good job. She persisted. I said okay.
Drinks were served that night. So was she. I took her home to my shitty little apartment and did her good and proper. halfway through our session, I laughed out loud thinking about how I was going to relay this story to my buddies.
She was a good lay, except for those saggy tits. Age does that. remind me to only date young women when I get over fifty.
We've been doing this for little over a year. I'm like her little fuck buddy. I never call her, but she calls me at least once evry two weeks. Best part is that she gives me shit. Often. New ties for work, come nice cufflinks, boxers and I never pay for a thing when she takes me out.
...He doesn't know that I still can taste his wife on my lips from the night before...
The greatest part of this story is that when I pass by my boss after a night with his wife, I smile a big-toothed grin. He must think I am a happy worker bee. He doesn't know that I still can taste his wife on my lips from the night before.
Karl
In my cubicle, waiting for the phone to ring.
Thinking about having an affair. Meet other like-minded people.
Having an affair? Need affair tips?
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I've been cheating on my girlfriend/fiancee
I've been cheating on my girlfriend/fiancee. It started when we were yet to be engaged. I went on a trip to a football game and after a night at the local strip club I got courious for some sex. I looked up an escort service in the phone book, never having done this before I was ver scared, and called.
I was told there was one girl on call and after she called me back we agreed to meet in my room. She was very nice and understanding that it was my first time with an escort. I paid her and we talked awhile before she gave me a mind blowing BJ and then rode me to completion. We used protection the entire time, of course.
While searching for ways to find people to just hook up for sex I discovered a site that lists popular gay crusing sites. I'd never heard of this so I explored the website and became very curious. I then used this site to hook up with 4 different men for blow jobs and sex. I found I have a taste for guys, but only really get off with women. I still think about doing it again, but I have stopped. I'm still looking for that one last hookup I never have had. The only that is everything my fiancee isn't to end all. I hope I find it before we tie the knot, if not then I'll likely die never knowing what I'm missing but have always sought.
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Location kept secret
...it was my first time with an escort. I paid her and we talked awhile before she gave me a mind blowing...
I was told there was one girl on call and after she called me back we agreed to meet in my room. She was very nice and understanding that it was my first time with an escort. I paid her and we talked awhile before she gave me a mind blowing BJ and then rode me to completion. We used protection the entire time, of course.
While searching for ways to find people to just hook up for sex I discovered a site that lists popular gay crusing sites. I'd never heard of this so I explored the website and became very curious. I then used this site to hook up with 4 different men for blow jobs and sex. I found I have a taste for guys, but only really get off with women. I still think about doing it again, but I have stopped. I'm still looking for that one last hookup I never have had. The only that is everything my fiancee isn't to end all. I hope I find it before we tie the knot, if not then I'll likely die never knowing what I'm missing but have always sought.
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I played peek-a-boob with my Prof
I was excited to hear that I had him for this class. I had heard from a couple girlfriends that he was hot. One the first day of class I found out the rumours were true. He was a total hottie! He had brown hair and brown eyes, he dressed very nice and he had great shoes. Sounds silly but I was checking him out during the whole class, barely listening to what he was saying.
I decided I wanted to make some moves. The initial ones were subtle, a low cut shirt, a shorter skirt that I would normally wear. Day after day without fail I’d catch him looking down at my chest or at my legs, so I knew for sure he wasn’t gay.(Some of the rumours stated that he was too hot to be straight).
After a few classes, I figured it was time to spread it a little thicker. When ever I had questions for him, I made sure to bend over his desk to ensure that he could see down my top. I wore some of my sexiest bra’s and I know he enjoyed the view. A couple time he’d look up at my face and be all red-checked and embarrassed. He certainly enjoyed our little game of peek-a-boob.
A month or so into classes, I finally decided to make my move. I slipped a note between a paper that I had handed in. I wrote on the paper, “If you like what you’ve seen, meet me outside at 4 today. I’ll be in the blue car.” I was excited for the rest of the day, watching the time tick, getting more excited just thinking about what I was going to do to him.
I went and sat in my car at 3:50, checking myself in the mirror. I touched myself in anticipation, finding heat and moisture down below.
Then right on cue, he was knocking on my window. I had my skirt pulled up a little, showing more than enough of my nice legs. My blouse was opened at the neck, and from his position above me, I knew he’d be getting an eyeful of my lacy bra and my ample chest pushing out of it. I rolled down the window and asked him if he’d like to go for ride.
He told me that he’d rather follow me in his car, he didn’t want to get into mine in case someone saw. I told him fine, and to follow me. He jogged back to his car as I drove slowly out of the parking lot. Then he pulled in behind me and we drove out of the parking lot and down to a park that was about 10 minutes away.
The whole way there I was rubbing myself, occasionally slipping a finger inside my panties to feel the wetness. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do, yet I could do nothing to stop it.
We parked in the park. He got out of his car and into mine. Barely two words were spoken before he leaned over to me and kissed me. We made out for minutes, his tongue exploring my mouth, my tongue tasting his sweet saliva. Everything about him was sweet. From the way he tasted to the way he dressed. Before long he had his hand on my boob, quickly finding my nipple and pinching it, making it hard. He slipped one tit out of my bra and spend some time massaging and rubbing it, making sure to pay attention to the nipples. As he played with my tits and kissed me, I began sliding my hand up his inner thigh. I could feel his leg muscles through his jeans, just as I could feel myself getting wetter. I moved my hand up his leg and rested it on his dick. I could feel it pulse as I touched it. It felt thick and swollen and I could tell that he was cut. I decided at that instant that I needed to suck it.
I unzipped his pants and pushed him back so he was laying back in the seat. He had a wild look in his eyes and I caressed his swollen cock. I gently kissed the tip, teasing him. He kept putting his hand on the back of my head to make me put the whole thing in his mouth, but I resisted. I wanted him to be as worked up as I was.
I licked up and down his dick, feeling the veins and each and every contour of his thick cock. I licked the taste and the texture of it, so within minutes of me taking it out, his dick was deep inside my mouth. I gently played with his balls as I sucked on him, taking my free hand and sliding it up and down his swollen shaft. He was hard as a rock and I was now wearing wet panties. I licked all around his head, looking up and into his eyes. I could tell he was turned on, his face was contorting and he kept shifting himself so that I’d have more of his dick in my mouth. I took my hand off his balls and grabbed hold of his hand. I took it and put it under my skirt, resting in on my smooth thigh. He took over as soon as I moved my hand away, searching for and finding my clit. He touched it and fireworks went off inside me body. I felt a tingle go all the way up to the top of my head.
He slipped a finger (or two?) inside me and I felt myself reaching a point that I hadn’t felt since last year at the cabin with Stu.(More on him another time!).
I kept sucking on him, while he kept dipping a finger in and out of me. We both sped up, his fingers plunging deep inside me while I slobbered all over his dick, my hand tightly going up and down. He made some noises I had never heard before, and seconds later told me he was going to cum.
I had decided prior that I wouldn’t let him cum in my mouth, only because I wasn’t too fond of the taste. I am not exactly sure why I decided otherwise this time, looking back it must have been my overall heightened state of arousal.
His sack suddenly got tighter and I felt his head quickly get bigger. I knew what was going to happened next. I grabbed hold of his dick, took it out of my mouth, just as the first shot hit my in the cheek. I let a couple more shots hit me in the face, the whole time looking straight into his eyes. Then I popped his dick back in my mouth and was rewarded with some hot, thick shots of cum. One hit the back of my throat, almost causing me some problems. I eagerly sucked the rest of his cum out, trying me best to milk every drop out. I put my fingers tightly around his dick , starting at the base, then worked my way up so the last sweet drop of his cum dripped into my mouth. It tasted sweet, sweeter than I had ever tasted. There wasn’t even the smell that I’m used to. I swallowed it without any problems, thinking the whole time that I wished there was more.
He told me that he never had a girl swallow him before, I told him that I had only done that once before. He said I was a “pro”. I didn’t take that personal, but now I’d rather he would have used another term. I wiped my face on my sweater in the back seat, then thanked the Prof from his time. He thanked me and told me that he’d see me in class the following day. He got out of my car, back into his and away he drove.
I sat there for a couple of minutes by myself, rubbing my clit trying to finish what he started. It didn’t take me long to get myself worked back up, thinking of his thick dick in my mouth. Within minutes I had my leg over the other seat and I was fingering myself as I touched my swollen and sensitive clit. Seconds later I came, my body shuddering and shaking, my legs turning to jello. My hand quickly got sticky, my fingers sore after all the work they did.
I drove home and showered, still tasting him in my mouth for the rest of the night.
I took the next day off, not wanting to have to face him. I did go to my next class after that, only to find that he was off sick. It was around two weeks before I saw him again, passing him in the hall. He simply smiled and nodded, something he did with everyone. At the next class, he was his normal self, polite and patient with us. I noticed no change in his personality thankfully. The last thing I wanted was to feel weird going into his classes.
The rest of the year was uneventful, we never spoke of it or anything. I did get a good mark in his class, without even applying myself much. I enjoyed my little time with my Prof, but I’d not do it again. Something’s in life you don’t want to do twice, it just makes the first time less special!
Name withheld upon request
Somewhere in California
I decided I wanted to make some moves. The initial ones were subtle, a low cut shirt, a shorter skirt that I would normally wear. Day after day without fail I’d catch him looking down at my chest or at my legs, so I knew for sure he wasn’t gay.(Some of the rumours stated that he was too hot to be straight).
After a few classes, I figured it was time to spread it a little thicker. When ever I had questions for him, I made sure to bend over his desk to ensure that he could see down my top. I wore some of my sexiest bra’s and I know he enjoyed the view. A couple time he’d look up at my face and be all red-checked and embarrassed. He certainly enjoyed our little game of peek-a-boob.
A month or so into classes, I finally decided to make my move. I slipped a note between a paper that I had handed in. I wrote on the paper, “If you like what you’ve seen, meet me outside at 4 today. I’ll be in the blue car.” I was excited for the rest of the day, watching the time tick, getting more excited just thinking about what I was going to do to him.
I went and sat in my car at 3:50, checking myself in the mirror. I touched myself in anticipation, finding heat and moisture down below.
Then right on cue, he was knocking on my window. I had my skirt pulled up a little, showing more than enough of my nice legs. My blouse was opened at the neck, and from his position above me, I knew he’d be getting an eyeful of my lacy bra and my ample chest pushing out of it. I rolled down the window and asked him if he’d like to go for ride.
He told me that he’d rather follow me in his car, he didn’t want to get into mine in case someone saw. I told him fine, and to follow me. He jogged back to his car as I drove slowly out of the parking lot. Then he pulled in behind me and we drove out of the parking lot and down to a park that was about 10 minutes away.
The whole way there I was rubbing myself, occasionally slipping a finger inside my panties to feel the wetness. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do, yet I could do nothing to stop it.
We parked in the park. He got out of his car and into mine. Barely two words were spoken before he leaned over to me and kissed me. We made out for minutes, his tongue exploring my mouth, my tongue tasting his sweet saliva. Everything about him was sweet. From the way he tasted to the way he dressed. Before long he had his hand on my boob, quickly finding my nipple and pinching it, making it hard. He slipped one tit out of my bra and spend some time massaging and rubbing it, making sure to pay attention to the nipples. As he played with my tits and kissed me, I began sliding my hand up his inner thigh. I could feel his leg muscles through his jeans, just as I could feel myself getting wetter. I moved my hand up his leg and rested it on his dick. I could feel it pulse as I touched it. It felt thick and swollen and I could tell that he was cut. I decided at that instant that I needed to suck it.
I unzipped his pants and pushed him back so he was laying back in the seat. He had a wild look in his eyes and I caressed his swollen cock. I gently kissed the tip, teasing him. He kept putting his hand on the back of my head to make me put the whole thing in his mouth, but I resisted. I wanted him to be as worked up as I was.
I licked up and down his dick, feeling the veins and each and every contour of his thick cock. I licked the taste and the texture of it, so within minutes of me taking it out, his dick was deep inside my mouth. I gently played with his balls as I sucked on him, taking my free hand and sliding it up and down his swollen shaft. He was hard as a rock and I was now wearing wet panties. I licked all around his head, looking up and into his eyes. I could tell he was turned on, his face was contorting and he kept shifting himself so that I’d have more of his dick in my mouth. I took my hand off his balls and grabbed hold of his hand. I took it and put it under my skirt, resting in on my smooth thigh. He took over as soon as I moved my hand away, searching for and finding my clit. He touched it and fireworks went off inside me body. I felt a tingle go all the way up to the top of my head.
He slipped a finger (or two?) inside me and I felt myself reaching a point that I hadn’t felt since last year at the cabin with Stu.(More on him another time!).
I kept sucking on him, while he kept dipping a finger in and out of me. We both sped up, his fingers plunging deep inside me while I slobbered all over his dick, my hand tightly going up and down. He made some noises I had never heard before, and seconds later told me he was going to cum.
I had decided prior that I wouldn’t let him cum in my mouth, only because I wasn’t too fond of the taste. I am not exactly sure why I decided otherwise this time, looking back it must have been my overall heightened state of arousal.
His sack suddenly got tighter and I felt his head quickly get bigger. I knew what was going to happened next. I grabbed hold of his dick, took it out of my mouth, just as the first shot hit my in the cheek. I let a couple more shots hit me in the face, the whole time looking straight into his eyes. Then I popped his dick back in my mouth and was rewarded with some hot, thick shots of cum. One hit the back of my throat, almost causing me some problems. I eagerly sucked the rest of his cum out, trying me best to milk every drop out. I put my fingers tightly around his dick , starting at the base, then worked my way up so the last sweet drop of his cum dripped into my mouth. It tasted sweet, sweeter than I had ever tasted. There wasn’t even the smell that I’m used to. I swallowed it without any problems, thinking the whole time that I wished there was more.
He told me that he never had a girl swallow him before, I told him that I had only done that once before. He said I was a “pro”. I didn’t take that personal, but now I’d rather he would have used another term. I wiped my face on my sweater in the back seat, then thanked the Prof from his time. He thanked me and told me that he’d see me in class the following day. He got out of my car, back into his and away he drove.
I sat there for a couple of minutes by myself, rubbing my clit trying to finish what he started. It didn’t take me long to get myself worked back up, thinking of his thick dick in my mouth. Within minutes I had my leg over the other seat and I was fingering myself as I touched my swollen and sensitive clit. Seconds later I came, my body shuddering and shaking, my legs turning to jello. My hand quickly got sticky, my fingers sore after all the work they did.
I drove home and showered, still tasting him in my mouth for the rest of the night.
I took the next day off, not wanting to have to face him. I did go to my next class after that, only to find that he was off sick. It was around two weeks before I saw him again, passing him in the hall. He simply smiled and nodded, something he did with everyone. At the next class, he was his normal self, polite and patient with us. I noticed no change in his personality thankfully. The last thing I wanted was to feel weird going into his classes.
The rest of the year was uneventful, we never spoke of it or anything. I did get a good mark in his class, without even applying myself much. I enjoyed my little time with my Prof, but I’d not do it again. Something’s in life you don’t want to do twice, it just makes the first time less special!
Name withheld upon request
Somewhere in California
My dirty little secret
I've been playing with my father's girlfriend for a week now. Dad introduced us a month ago when I went to stay at his place for the weekend. She's pretty hot and young! Turns out, she thought I was hot too. Dad took off to the liquor store last weekend and left us both home alone so as he said,"you guy can get to know each other better"
We sure did. She watched out the window as he drove away, then turned around and told me that she thought I was cute. Seconds later she was sitting beside me and she put her hand on my leg. Before long we were makin out, and she was rubbing my cock through me jeans so hard and fast I cummed. She didn't seem to notice or care. She took my hand and put it on her tit as she was sticking her tongue in my mouth. Then she let me lick her nipples and rub her crotch really fast. I could feel how hot she as down there.
We did this for around 10 minutes before she said we should stop and continue some other time. It was fucking amazing! I wonder if she'd do both me and my dad at the same time. If she is cool with that, I am gonna tape it! My friends already don't believe me!
Name withheld upon request
Location withheld upon request
We sure did. She watched out the window as he drove away, then turned around and told me that she thought I was cute. Seconds later she was sitting beside me and she put her hand on my leg. Before long we were makin out, and she was rubbing my cock through me jeans so hard and fast I cummed. She didn't seem to notice or care. She took my hand and put it on her tit as she was sticking her tongue in my mouth. Then she let me lick her nipples and rub her crotch really fast. I could feel how hot she as down there.
We did this for around 10 minutes before she said we should stop and continue some other time. It was fucking amazing! I wonder if she'd do both me and my dad at the same time. If she is cool with that, I am gonna tape it! My friends already don't believe me!
Name withheld upon request
Location withheld upon request
I caught my dad
Cheating onnmy mom. I saw them leave the Motel 6 last week as I happened to be driving by on way to work. I know it was dad, but I don't know who the strange woman was. He's been acting distant lately and I knew something was up. Should I tell my mom?
I don't know what to do. Telling will break up the family for sure. If I don't tell, then what?
Help!
P.A
Albuquerque. NM
Having an affair? Want to?
I don't know what to do. Telling will break up the family for sure. If I don't tell, then what?
Help!
P.A
Albuquerque. NM
Having an affair? Want to?
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