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There was plenty for me to think about after the weekend of the rugby tournament.  Maggie had, once again, had sex with Simon. Then again, I had sex twice with Kat without a condom, something which I would never have dreamed could happen just a few weeks ago.  I hadn’t told Maggie about this yet, although I had promised Kat that I would.

Maggie and I had, at last, spoken more openly about how she felt about what she had done, and she had even arranged for me to spend extra time with Kat. We had discussed the possibility of her having fun with other men.  She seemed attracted by the idea, and was also keen that I shouldn’t miss out.

I was still conflicted.  In the following days, there were moments when I felt almost paralysed by jealousy.  Why couldn’t Maggie do new things with me, so that we could explore them together?  At other times, I was excited thinking of what my sweet lovely wife might do with other men.  I worried for our relationship, yet I couldn’t stop thinking about Maggie being intimate with other men, occasionally even with lots of men!

As ever, the working week took over, and Maggie became consumed with lesson preparation and marking when she wasn’t working late at school.  I wasn’t travelling much so I took over preparing evening meals, and whilst I wanted to share my thoughts, the moment never came and I feared something might be said that could end up hurting Maggie, me or our marriage.

Maggie had been particularly busy mentoring a new trainee teacher.  The school had taken part in a scheme which encouraged those leaving the armed services to become teachers by offering fast-track training with lower entry requirements.  Maggie had been critical of the scheme, since she wasn’t convinced that being a soldier meant being able to teach any better than anyone else. She didn’t think that they should be able to avoid going through the same entry qualifications and full graduate training required of other teachers.

However, her ambitious headteacher wanted the extra funding and potential prestige taking ex-service personnel would bring to the school.  Maggie was allocated as the mentor to Michael, who had been with the Royal Marines for around ten years. Maggie wasn’t delighted but agreed to help.  She was always helpful and good natured so I knew that she was a sitting target for these new initiatives, which is why she always seemed to be working so hard.  

Maggie quickly found that Michael was not what she had expected.  He had left the Marines after some sort of trauma which took place while in action in Afghanistan.  He had no sense of entitlement, and was keen to learn from Maggie and to inspire children to learn. He particularly wanted to explore ways to help less confident children and those with special needs to use exercise and sport to learn to achieve more when working as part of a team.  

Maggie involved him in after-school clubs and they worked on new schemes which helped children learn core skills such as numeracy through physical education.  Word got around about their work, and a charity that had given Michael practical support with his stress disorder as he moved into his new career nominated him for a national inspirational teacher award.  The judges were due to visit the school and this meant extra preparation work for Maggie and Michael.

As Friday came, I was thinking of ways to get some time to talk things through further about what we might do in future weeks, and what role Simon and Kat might play.  I also wanted to talk through my conversation with Debbie at the rugby event. Maggie arrived home late, tired but excited to share some news.

Following the visit by the award judges, Michael and his partner had been invited to the awards ceremony at a prestigious upscale hotel on London’s Park Lane, along with a representative of the school with their partner  Maggie’s Headteacher would usually attend these events but because of the short notice, she wasn’t free, and her deputy had thought it would be more appropriate if Maggie attended as Michael’s mentor and co-worker on the new schemes for children.  

It was on a Friday evening in a couple of weeks time. The invite included a black-tie dinner and a champagne reception. The charity sponsoring Michael was going to pay for him to have a room at the hotel, and the school governors had offered to pay for a cheaper London hotel room for Maggie and me so that we could both stay over.

I suggested that as a member of the hotel group’s loyalty scheme, I had enough loyalty points to secure a room at the same hotel as the ceremony, which would be nicer and save the school budget.  I guessed the rooms could become booked up quickly with the large event taking place and so I booked a room online while Maggie went to change out of her working clothes before we had dinner. It would be a great opportunity and acknowledgement of Maggie’s hard work.

That evening, we enjoyed a simple fresh pasta dinner and shared a bottle of wine as Maggie described how everyone in the staffroom had been pleased for her and Michael.  She also said that a couple of her female colleagues had said that they were envious that she got to dress up and spend the evening with Michael. It appeared that the ex-marine teacher had caused a bit of a stir.

I said that it sounded like it was just as well that I would be there to chaperone Maggie, or who knew what she might get up to?  I was joking, but Maggie didn’t laugh.

Maggie hesitated.  It was clear that she had something on her mind.  I was curious as the atmosphere seemed to get a little tense.

“What?” I asked.  “Don’t you want me to come with you?”

“Well, I wanted us to talk about that,” Maggie replied.

I felt warning bells ringing in my head.

“You’re not thinking of taking Simon with you, after all you said at the weekend?”

“God, no!  I meant what I said about him.  The thing is, Michael told me that he doesn’t have a partner at the moment.  He doesn’t know anyone locally who would go with him, and his family lives hundreds of miles away.”

“From what you said, wouldn’t someone from school go with him?”

“We’ll only have two rooms, and I don’t think that anyone is going to admit that they would share with him.”

“What are you suggesting?”

“I wondered if you would mind if Michael and I go to the dinner.  Alone.”

“As a couple?”

“Well, not exactly.  We’d go as colleagues.  But I don’t want Michael to feel like a spare part.  It’s his night really.”

“Do you mean, ‘his evening’?”

Maggie seemed flustered.

“Yes.  Of course.  But it might be quite late.”

“You will have separate rooms though.”

I felt the need to clarify what I was being told.

“Of course.”

“So how are you imagining the evening going?  What are you and Michael planning?”

“I’ve not discussed this with Michael.  It’s just an idea I have at the moment. Michael and I work really well together and we both have a really good understanding of how to motivate the children.  I admit that it might be fun to spend an evening with a much younger, rather well built, handsome and very fit man, but I’m sure that Michael wouldn’t have any thoughts of anything more happening.  We don’t have that sort of relationship.”

I wasn’t so sure.  If he was a red-blooded heterosexual male, and if Maggie was dressed to impress she would be bound to get his full attention.  She never realised how good she looked. I was frustrated that Maggie wanted to go up to London without me. Although, I was also getting a little excited about what she was saying.  I just wasn’t sure I was ready to admit it.

“So he’s handsome.  Do you find him attractive?”

Maggie blushed, which answered the question.

“How far do you want this to go?” I asked, as Maggie refused to look me in the eye.

“I told you, I haven’t thought it through.  After our conversation last week, I thought about a further adventure.  I don’t want to go nearly as far as I have with Simon. But if I was going to have a little bit more fun with someone else, Michael would be a good candidate.  For one thing, I could never fall in love with him, I know that. He’s no match for you.”

I thought that Maggie was softening me up for something.  She continued.

“If I was going to spread my wings once more, maybe flirting and maybe a tiny bit more, he would be different from Simon.  He always seems very sensitive and caring, so I trust him not to go too far. I’m sure nothing much would happen, but the buzz it would give me… well, it makes me excited even just to think about it.  But I would only go if you agreed and I wouldn’t do anything that you didn’t agree with. From now on, we must be open with each other.”

I still was harbouring guilt that I hadn’t told Maggie about the unprotected sex I had with Kat.  I also felt a little pressured, since I was sure that it was only a matter of time before Kat would mention it when they were socialising together.  I had, after all, told Kat that I would tell Maggie everything.

“Paul, say something. I’m trying to be honest with you here.”

Maggie’s words brought me back to what she was saying.

“I’m trying to digest what you’ve just said.  It’s a lot to take in.”

Maggie topped up my wine.

“I love you, Paul.  I realise that this means you might want to have your own evening out with someone.  Maybe Kat? I could try and set that up for you.”

“I’m still working through last weekend.  I guess I might want to, but I don’t feel ready to make any plans just yet.  You seem to be a much faster worker than me.”

“Are you cross with me? I won’t go on my own if you don’t want me to.  You could come, although you’ve always tried to avoid events with lots of teachers.”

Maggie smiled.  And I smiled back.

“Give me a day or so to work this through.  By the time you go back to school on Monday, I’ll have worked out how I feel.  I’m not angry with you, and I appreciate you talking it through with me first.  It’s just a bit of a shock.”

“I understand.  I won’t mention it again until you’re ready to talk about it.  Let’s have a nice evening.”

We did have a nice evening. We finished the wine, sat together on the sofa and watched TV for a short while until going to bed where Maggie took the initiative.  She even made her intentions clear by putting out the condoms in my nightstand. That was a first. She also came to bed naked and stayed naked all night. I did like this new side to my previously reserved wife.  It might not sound much to most long-married couples but it was still quite new to us.

Although I really enjoyed the new interest in sex that Maggie had found, I knew that this was because of the times she had spent with Simon.  Whenever I was awake in the night and all through during the following day, I kept thinking of how she had gone out with Simon to that first rugby dinner, dressed to impress. How she had come back in Simon’s arms. How they then had gone from making out on the sofa to a whole night of sex.  I had been filled with jealousy, but it had also become part of the most exciting time of my life.

Despite this, Maggie had not wavered in her love for me.  Would that always be the case? I had not stopped loving her, but I had felt a surge of affection for Kat as we had made love.  Was that what we did? Made love? Could we stretch things too far and destroy our marriage? Did I trust Maggie not to feel strongly about someone else she was intimate with?

My mind was in a spin.  I knew that Maggie found telling lies difficult and I was sure that she had told me everything.  However, I couldn’t be sure that more wouldn’t happen if she had a few drinks and she got close to Michael during the evening.  They would be staying at the same hotel. If he wanted to go further with her, would she be able to resist? Deep down inside me, I wondered if I would want her to resist if the opportunity arose.

I was trying to be logical. I wanted to think things through. However, my mind wasn’t logical. The powers of jealousy and excitement were battling in my head.  I was curious to know what Maggie might do if I agreed that she could do whatever she wanted with Michael. I did consider whether I could go to the hotel and wait for her in our room.  I dismissed this, since it would mean that Maggie would feel pressured to get back to me, and it might put too many constraints on the evening.

I was continually thinking of what exactly I might say, but one thing was becoming clear.  I was going to agree Maggie should go alone to London for the awards dinner with Michael.

On Sunday evening, I brought Maggie a cup of coffee as she was preparing lessons for the week.  She stopped and gave me a kiss. I sat down by her. I told her that I wanted her to go to London and have a lovely evening with Michael. My only condition was that she told me everything.  I didn’t want her to go too far with Michael this time, but she should make it a special evening for him. Maybe they could hold hands and act as if they were a couple. I would stay up so that she could give me a full update when she got back to her hotel room.

Maggie gave me a hug.

“This in no way will change the fact that I love you and want to stay with you forever,” she said. “As long as we have no secrets.  I’m seeing Kat after work tomorrow and I’m sure she’ll be pleased for both of us. Are you sure that you don’t want me to see if there’s any chance of you both getting together when I’m in London?”

I hardly heard her question. I was more worried that Kat would mention our unprotected sex episode, and I was far from certain that Maggie would be cool with that.  Especially if Kat told her before I did.

“I think we should concentrate on your night for now.  If all that you’re going to do is some flirting over dinner, you don’t have to organise for me to have sex as compensation.”

“I know, but I’ve still had more time with Simon than you’ve had with Kat.  But, if you’re sure that you don’t mind, and you can be happy at home on your own, it’s one less thing for me to think about.  After all, I have a feeling that you were far more into Kat than I was into Simon!”

I felt that was my cue.

“We did kind of get carried away more than we should have.”

“I told you, it’s fine. You know I’ve done more than I should have with Simon.”

“Did Simon always have a condom on when you had sex with him?”

“Of course.  I mean, I guess so.  I didn’t constantly check but he knew from the beginning that I wasn’t on the pill and I trust him at least that much.  So yes, I’m sure enough. Why do you ask?”

“Because when I said that Kat and I got carried away, we didn’t always use a condom.”

Maggie stopped looking at me, and I felt the tension as she digested what I had told her.  I didn’t know what to say to reassure her.

“We both agreed that it must never happen again,” I said.

“Did you enjoy it?” Maggie sounded a lot less relaxed now.

“We didn’t intend to. It just sort of happened.”

“I get that.  But you obviously realised what you were doing. Did you enjoy it?”

I realised that Maggie wasn’t going to let me move on from this.

“Yes, I think we both enjoyed it.”

“Did you finish inside her?”

I found myself thinking about the strange way that Maggie had described cumming inside, but she hardly ever used crude language. I admitted that I had.

“How many times?”

That was a question I wasn’t expecting and didn’t want to answer.  But we had an agreement to be open, and if I didn’t tell the truth, there was always the danger that Kat would tell her.

“A couple of times.”

“You did it twice?  Wow, so it wasn’t a single moment of impulsiveness.”

“I should have told you earlier.”

“You should have, after all, we have been saying about how we must always be open with each other.  Is there anything else you need to tell me?”

“I think you know everything now.  I’m sorry not to have been more open straight away.”

I realised that trying to make any excuses could make things worse.

“Is it really so much better without a condom?”

“It’s more intimate, so a bit more special.  But it doesn’t affect that I love you and would never want to leave you or be with Kat. It won’t happen again.  Nothing will take place without you and I talking in advance.”

“I’ve still got quite a bit of work to do tonight.  I need to get on.”

I was dismissed.  I wasn’t sure what had upset Maggie the most. Was it that I hadn’t told her something that was clearly important, or was it that I had taken a risk with our health; or was it that I had done something with Kat that Maggie and I hadn’t done together for a long time.

We didn’t talk again. I had to go to bed earlier than Maggie so that I could leave well before dawn for a meeting over a hundred miles away.  After I left the following morning, I sent a message to her phone saying, “Have a good day, I’ll call later. I love you.”

I got away from my day’s meetings as early as I could and tried to call her mobile to let her know that I wouldn’t be back too late.  I had to leave a message, but that wasn’t unusual when she was at school.

I got a message back to say that she and Kat were meeting at a bar in town, and she would be later than usual.  I was desperate to see how she was feeling after the tense end to the conversation the evening before.

When she did get home, I had prepared the evening meal.  Maggie seemed fine. She had enjoyed an early evening drink with Kat, which was unusual for a school night.  Normally it would have been a quick coffee. She said that talking to Kat had helped and she was happy to move on.  Maggie also told me that Michael was pleased to have Maggie as his partner for the awards dinner, and at least a couple of other female teachers had told Maggie that they were jealous of her.  

It seemed that although the dinner was still a couple of weeks away, there was a buzz around the staffroom and a demand that Maggie and Michael share pictures. Maggie was enjoying the attention, which was so unlike her past self.  It really seemed to boost her self-esteem.

I wondered what Maggie and Kat had discussed and what had made Maggie move on, but I decided that I had to trust her as I wanted her to trust me.  If there was anything else she needed to tell me, I’m sure she would. The only thing I did learn was that Maggie and Kat were going to do a little late evening clothes shopping on Friday to make sure that she had what she needed for the awards dinner.

On Friday evening, Maggie came back with Kat after the shopping trip and from the number of bags, it seemed to be a success.  It seemed that Maggie had gone to some shops that Kat recommended and that she had never been to before.

They were both in a good mood and so I poured out some wine and asked if I was going to get a fashion show. Maggie said that she had decided that I wasn’t going to see her evening dress until she was wearing it on the following Friday in London.

I was surprised, but she was adamant.

“It’s your penance for not telling me everything when you should have.”

I looked at Kat.

“Did you put her up to this?”

Maggie replied.

“It was my idea,"  Kat agreed.

The two women toasted each other.

“Am I in the doghouse?”

“No, but I don’t think it will do any harm for you to realise that we are both going to have to accept changes in how we do things if we want to make the most of our new activities.” Maggie seemed more determined than ever to assert herself.

“If, after next Friday, you want to go back to how we were before, that’s fine.  And if you want to propose any new rules, that’s fine too. But I think I’m owed a little fun after you and Kat acted like two inexperienced teenagers.”

“That is true,” admitted Kat.  “We were bad, so are you going to send us both upstairs in disgrace?”

“Absolutely not, I couldn’t trust you both to behave up there,” Maggie said, using her best teacher tone of voice, but she was smiling. I enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere.

Kat wanted to know what the plans were for the dinner.  Maggie explained that the school had agreed for Michael and Maggie to have the Friday afternoon off so that they could get up to London in good time and be able to enjoy the reception and the dinner before the awards ceremony.  

Maggie and Michael had agreed to share photographs of the event on a WhatsApp group which was being set up by another teacher for the occasion.  It would only be shared with teachers, and close friends and family to avoid any pupils and parents seeing it. Maggie said that if we were good, both Kat and I could join the group.  And if I didn’t complain anymore, she would also send me a picture of her in her new dress before anyone else saw it.

I promised I would be good.

Maggie and I had a good weekend doing stuff together.  Despite being tempted, I resisted looking at her purchases.  I wanted to enter into the spirit of our agreement and respect how Maggie wanted to handle things.  I felt this approach would put me in the best position if I did feel uncomfortable about anything, and then she would respect any requests I made.

All too quickly, Friday arrived.  I knew that when I got home from work, Maggie would already be in London.  The house seemed particularly empty. However, I found that Maggie had left me a present of a new shirt and pants, and some silk boxer shorts.  I don’t think she had ever bought me underwear and certainly not something like this.

She had left a card with the clothes, saying that she loved me, and that we could go out on Saturday evening together and she would be looking forward to a night together as lovers.  I loved how more open my wife had become.

I put a ready meal in the microwave, and opened a beer as I considered what I should do to keep myself from over-thinking what might be happening in London.  Despite what I had said, I was missing Maggie and feeling increasingly jealous. I didn’t intend to regret what I had agreed. I really didn’t.

I had taken a single sip of beer when my phone went notifying me of a picture message to me from Maggie.   There were two pictures. One was of a large luxurious hotel bedroom with a massive king sized bed. The other was a view from a window which I recognised as Hyde Park in London taken from high up with a red sky and a spectacular sunset.  It was a good picture. There was a comment saying. “My room and its view, upgraded because of your loyalty with the hotel group. Thank you. XX”

I sent back my comment: “Looks great, I wish I was there to see it.  How are you?”

I short while later I received another picture from Maggie.

I opened it and almost gasped.

Maggie had taken a picture of herself in the mirror.  She was wearing a deep blue silky long dress. It seemed to cling to her body. She had carefully applied make-up which made her look even younger than she normally did.  Her hair was up in a type of bun with ringlets hanging down. She had clearly been to the hairdresser.  

She was wearing the same silver jewellery that she had worn with Simon for the rugby dinner.   This included the silver necklace with a cross which pointed down between her breasts. The dress had a curved deep neckline revealing the swell of her breasts and the valley between them.  When she had worn the simple black dress with Simon, she had curves, but this time they seemed more accentuated and certainly more eye-catching. I wondered what Maggie was wearing underneath the dress, since she normally never had much cleavage.

There was a one-word message: “Like?”

My hand shook as I typed out my reply.

“I love it. You look wonderful.  The top seems a little revealing, it will certainly get attention.  I assume that’s the plan?”

A reply appeared shortly after.

“Kat and I loved the dress, but it only worked with different underwear.  Would you like to see what I’m wearing underneath?”

My wife was teasing me. I replied quickly.

“I’d love to see.  Please?”

The wait seemed to go on for many minutes but it was probably only a few seconds.  Another picture came through. It was another full-length picture of Maggie in the mirror, only this time she was wearing only lingerie.

Maggie was normally painfully shy but she struck a confident pose in her very brief new lingerie.  It was deep blue to match her dress. However, my eyes were immediately drawn to her breasts encased within a platform bra.  Only this was just a quarter cup bra and it squeezed her breasts upwards. The quarter cups that pushed her breasts up were edged with sheer lace.  

I zoomed in on so that her the bra filled the screen. Her nipples were clearly visible hardly covered by the lace. They seemed more on display than if she were naked.  They seemed to be erect and poking through the lace.

I felt myself getting hard as I studied the picture.  I kept it zoomed in as I moved the picture down her flat stomach to the matching bikini briefs. They appeared to be very sheer yet I couldn’t be sure because I couldn’t see any pubic hair.  I zoomed in as much as I could so that the picture was slightly fuzzy.

I could see what appeared to be her bare pussy which confirmed that Maggie must have shaved her pubic hair. Years ago, I had persuaded her to it, just once.  She tried it but said that she didn’t feel right. Although I loved the effect, she let it grow back and only kept it trimmed and shaped for wearing a swimsuit in the summer.

Maggie was wearing blue stay up stockings which seemed to draw attention to the top of her thighs and onwards to where her legs came together.  The effect was stunning and I found it more arousing than any pornographic image. This wasn’t my normal wife. This was an erotic image of a confident beautiful mature woman practically naked.  In fact, better than naked. The lingerie highlighted the most sexual parts of her body.

The reality of how far away she was hit me hard.  I couldn’t reach out, touch her and kiss her and take her to bed.  She was spending the evening with another man.

Another message came through from Maggie.

“Like?”

My hands could hardly type out my reply.

“I’m speechless.  Is this for Michael?”

After a short delay, a reply came through.

“Don’t say that.  I made this picture for you.  Others will see my dress, but me like this is just for you.”

I felt bad that I may have upset Maggie.  I sent another message.

“I didn’t mean to upset you. I’ve never seen you like this before. You seem to have shaved?”

Maggie’s reply came through quickly.

“I thought you would like it.  I decided that I needed to shave more than usual to wear the panties and got carried away.  I remembered that you liked me this way.”

I went back to the picture, and I wanted to memorise every detail. Another message came through from Maggie.

“I have to go now. Michael will be downstairs.  Watch out for more pictures of the evening on the school group.  I love you XX.”

I replied as quickly as I could.

“Have a great evening. You look super.  Enjoy the attention, and don’t worry about me.  I look forward to hearing all about it afterwards.  Pxx”

There was no reply.

The microwave told me that my meal was ready.  I took my beer and my food and settled down for an evening on my own.

It was not long after I finished my meal that another photograph appeared, this time on the WhatsApp group set up by Maggie’s colleagues, especially for the evening.

It was a photograph of Maggie with Michael.  I gasped out loud and heard myself shout “fuck” out loud.  Maggie looked stunning in her dress. Michael towered above her standing erect, back straight and shoulders back, as if to attention.  He had an arm around Maggie’s shoulder. Her arm was around Michael’s waist. He looked the part in his dinner suit and bowtie.

I had never met Michael, nor seen a picture of him before this moment.   I felt that Maggie had not told me everything that she should have. Then again, I was cross with myself that it seemed to matter to me. I considered myself liberal. However, I couldn’t help feeling differently as I looked at the smiling couple in the photograph.

Maggie’s pale skin contrasted with the hand that rested on her shoulder.  Michael was black.

 

 

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Believe it or not, Itch.io has a ton of free NSFW games for the gamers out there who also happen to be perverts. I know, I know--it’s a pretty big overlap, right? When you live in mom’s basement, playing Pokemon and getting fat off frozen pizzas, it sometimes gets hard to find a real girl to touch your dingdong and twiddle your joystick. I guess it’s a good thing they make those waifu pillows, and it’s a good thing you’ve got me to help you find all the good porn games.Itch.io is a marketplace...

Free Sex Games
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The 25Year Itch Chapter 14 Touch Me In The Morning part 1

I was shocked that Maggie seemed ready to go back on our earlier conversations, when we had agreed that the next - and possibly last - adventure for us was that I should be able to spend some time with another woman.  Following her adventures with Michael when she had spent the night with him and repeatedly had unprotected sex, I thought we agreed that whilst she had enjoyed her fun, it had nearly ruined our marriage.  Now, less than a week later, Maggie was considering spending time with him...

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Seven Year Itch 8211 Part 1

My friend and I were sitting in the Park hotel’s coffee shop on a busy street in Kolkata. We noticed a smart young man watching porn about the seven year itch while waiting for food along with his sexy female companion. He could’ve bedded the beautiful woman if he so desired, yet he’d found time for porn. “Why do we need porn?” asked my friend earnestly. “Because it’s one thing to make love and a totally different perspective, to see her in action,” I replied with conviction. “So you are...

4 years ago
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Scratch that Itch PT2

Trying to Scratch that Itch PT2 Thanks for all the reviews and some of the ideas! Please read the first installment because this is an ongoing story. Please enjoy Tabitha's adventures. "Don't take any longer than an hour you slut!" as she pokes her head out of the shower and gives me a wink. I blow her a kiss and close the door. I grab my purse and I wiggle out that door. I put my purse in the crook of my arm and have my elbow down and my wrist up and bent forward and my other...

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The Itch

I was about 14 when it first started. Mum caught me rubbing my chest as I sat doing my homework. It wasn't really much at all, just a slight itch around the front of my chest that wouldn't go away. Just a slight irritation that annoyed my subconscious. I had no idea how long it had been there. Perhaps for ever, I had no recollection of it actually starting. "Have you got a problem, Am? You seem to have been doing that all evening." "No, not really, Mum. Just a tiny itch. Perhaps...

3 years ago
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The Itch

The drive to the village square was across bouncy roads that burned her cunt even with the recent shot. ?Don?t be ashamed. You may rub yourself if you want.?Joanne let her legs splay open under the doctor?s requests. She?d taken off her trousers once they got into the heat of the transport but using her nails to claw at the burning sensation wasn?t enough. ?I need another shot,? she said, wanting to grind against something. ?Help me, doc, it burns.??There?s only one left,? the doctor said, his...

1 year ago
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My Itch Part 2

“Over by the fireplace,” I said quietly as we made our way through and he carefully placed the family down on the floor. “There’s just my cooler, bag of clothes and my laptop in the trunk, can you go get, please?” He nodded as we both got up and as he slipped out the door, I grabbed the laundry basket and the warm towels from the dryer and headed over to the family. Making quick work of it, I set several of the towels into the basket then taking one of the warmed towels, I started drying...

2 years ago
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The Babysitters ItchChapter 2

Jesse shut her eyelids tight and said a little prayer to chase away her butterflies about finally getting rid of the ugly plaster cast covering her leg from her panty-line to just below her knee. The cursed thing had been on her grown-up girl flesh for close to four months and it had seemed like an eternity. Still, Mister Anderson had managed to drill her soaked womanhood and her tiny sphincter from behind several times whilst she was fulfilling her babysitting chores. The handsome older...

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Hypothetical HitchHiker Part 1

The lad grinned across at me, pleased for the lift. I wasn't going exactly where he wanted, but I could take him to a motorway junction twenty miles short without too much of a detour. He'd have to sort himself out from there: either stand in the cold with his thumb sticking out, like he had before I pulled up, or otherwise pay for a bus.He didn't look like he had a huge amount of money, though."You were in a pretty deserted place to be hitch-hiking," I said. "No wonder you had to wait for so...

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Scratch That Itch PT1

Trying to Scratch that Itch So my wife Angie's birthday is this weekend and she said she didn't want anything and she had it all planned out. She told me to be at home by 6pm Thursday. So when I show up home on Thursday she has the table set with candles and a sexy little black dress on that is the corset type with a little skirt and strapless you know the kind. It looks like a maid of honor dress but in black, these amazing 7" strappy heels on, with my favorite perfume that she has...

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Scratching An Itch

Misti had always had a high sex drive. She needed to cum often and would do almost anything to see that she did. Married now, and with a kid, her sex life had not been very spectacular for quite some time. When the opportunity came to go camping with friends Nate and Lizzie, she absently found herself thinking about cumming while at the campsite. She tried to put improper thoughts out of her mind just because Nate had been a friend for years. He and Lizzie had kids too.She had booked a campsite...

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Wife Discovers Erotic Photography Chapter 1

Background: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etc. ********************** Chris was in his family room going through photographs of his twenty-six year old wife, Stephanie, taken before they were married. He took in his wife's sensual beauty. Stephanie was five-seven and kept herself in shape through exercising and yoga classes. She had a sultry look and blonde wavy hair to her shoulders. Her head was leaning slightly down as she looked directly into...

Exhibitionism
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Teen Itch

This is my story and I'm sticking to it. I know nobody's gonna believe this reallyhappened, but I'll tell it anyway. So here's how it went down, I got a 2 bedroom condo all to myself, lots of room to chill out for most of the day which is whatI do. I don't have to work so I have time to work out and keep fit, which is important at my age, 50. There's a pool that most of the young people take advantageof so it's not that uncommon to see lots of young female flesh just walking aroundin a skimpy...

Taboo
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Scratching the Itch

[This is a long story. My longest to date. There is plenty of sexual content and a few twists and turns along the way. If it was shorter it could have been in ‘Loving Wives’, or ‘Erotic Couplings’ or ‘Group Sex’. There will be another version of this tale posted soon (one or two days), that takes a slightly more traditional ‘Loving Wives’ approach. It will be called ‘Scratching Deeply.’ Please vote and leave me either a public or private comment. My intention is to improve as a writer, your...

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She Had an Itch Chapter Two

Chapter two She had an itch The next morning I left a little after ten. I was already horny, and impatient to see Harry again. I had no hesitation and wasn’t feeling guilty about cheating on my husband and lying to him. I was just impatient to see Harry again. I fantasized about what would do and the multiple orgasms he would give me. In my mind ‘my secret life’, having sex with Harry, had nothing to do with Frank. The same was true for Harry — my life with Frank didn’t concern him. With...

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She Had an Itch Chapter One

She had an itch. Chapter one. I am sitting in the office of the antique and art boutique that I own with my girlfriend Margot. It’s just after closing time, memories of the past are on my mind also regrets. Regrets for causing pain to a very good man and to a lesser extent to myself. I could feel sorry for myself, but that would be hypocrisy. I have no one to blame but my own cupidity. The scene from three years ago is burned in my memory forever. I can still see Frank coming in the living...

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She Had an Itch Chapter Two

Chapter two She had an itch The next morning I left a little after ten. I was already horny, and impatient to see Harry again. I had no hesitation and wasn't feeling guilty about cheating on my husband and lying to him. I was just impatient to see Harry again. I fantasized about what would do and the multiple orgasms he would give me. In my mind 'my secret life', having sex with Harry, had nothing to do with Frank. The same was true for Harry — my life with Frank didn’t concern him. With...

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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 17 The Final Chapter

“Have a good journey and let’s keep in touch,” I said to Maggie as we saw her train approaching the platform.  I was trying to stay strong, and I wondered if she could hear that my voice was quivering.“As in, you want me to let you know that I’ve arrived safely and then just check on how we both are every day, or keep you updated on what I’m doing?” Maggie looked a little sad as she spoke, which was something at least.  Up to this moment she had appeared rather too happy with events.We had...

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The 25Year Itch Chapter 13

I woke up and for a moment didn’t recognise my surroundings.  I felt disoriented, and it took me a few moments to realise where I was and what had been happening.  In the early morning light, my mind began to recall some of the events of the last few weeks. How had we gone from a twenty-five-year marriage, apparently settled and happy, bringing up two lovely children, to this?  Up to recently, the only issue with our marriage from my point of view was a lack of sex. In the last few weeks, I’d...

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The Bimbo Treatment Chapter 7 Spanking the Bimbo Wifes Hot Ass

Introduction: Frank disciplines his bimbo wife after her interracial gangbang! The Bimbo Formula Chapter 7: Spanking the Bimbo Wifes Hot Ass by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Alice I smiled at my husband as I sat up in the bath, the soapy water cascading off my big, wonderful, soft titties. My husband had a stern look on his face as he stood in the door of the bathroom. He was handsome, if a little nerdy, but I loved him so much. He was the bestest husband in the world because he invented the...

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Workmates aged 14 and 16 end up working on each other alone in a tent HOT

If you’ve read another of my true stores, you will already know a tad about me. If not, Hi! My name’s Josh, I’m an actor and I live in the south of England. You will probably also know that I like to detail my stories very much, so it may seem very long but if you want the full benefit of it I do suggest you read all of it (if you can last!) This one is about Jordan and me; we were (and still are!) close workmates that became very close one particular night! This was actually my most...

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Scratch that Itch PT3

Trying to Scratch that Itch PT3 Thanks for all the reviews and some of the ideas! Please read the first two installments because this is an ongoing story. Please enjoy Tabitha's adventures. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I pick up my martini up and do it like a shot, stand up, grab my purse and take Marcel by the hand and lean into him real close and slide my hand over his cock and tell him to lead the way. He looks at Jenna and she just...

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The Seven Year Itch

The seven-year itch is one of those rare, cliché couples’ problems that, in my case, turned out to be true. My wife and I are seven-and-a-half years into our marriage which, up until about three weeks ago, was about as typical as they get. Now, however, after that night, everything has changed.  What I am about to recount for you is completely real. I am still trying to figure out what the long-term ramifications of it will be. But one thing is for sure, we will never be the same couple we were...

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The Bimbo Treatment Chapter 3 Bimbo Wife Fucks the Photographer

Introduction: Frank finds a virgin to make into his bimbo sex slave while his wife Alice is tricked into modeling for a stranger! The Bimbo Formula Chapter 3: Bimbo Wife Fucks the Photographer by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Frank Even in her baggy dress, my bimbo wife Alice looked amazing. Her ass shook as she walked to our car, her curly, red hair falling about her shoulders. Yesterday, she had been a plump and somewhat doughty woman. I loved her despite that. And then she had injected...

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The Bimbo Treatment Chapter 3 Bimbo Wife Fucks the Photographer

Chapter 3: Bimbo Wife Fucks the Photographer by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Frank Even in her baggy dress, my bimbo wife Alice looked amazing. Her ass shook as she walked to our car, her curly, red hair falling about her shoulders. Yesterday, she had been a plump and somewhat doughty woman. I loved her despite that. And then she had injected herself with the bimbo compound I had discovered. Now she was a perfect woman, large tits, hourglass waist, beautiful face, flawless...

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A Witchs Spell for the Ministers WifeChapter 4

The minister's wife was convinced now that she was truly a witch just as powerful as and perhaps even more powerful than the ugly old hag who had first put the spell on her innocent soul. She had taken to the immoral ways of a sex-obsessed female with a vengeance after years of modest behavior and self-denial. In the past year, she had discovered things about her flesh that she had never thought possible. Jane knew she had committed the ultimate sin against nature with Master Higgins but...

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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 1

How well do you ever really know those closest to you?  Is there always something new for us to learn?When I was twenty-one years old I never thought of being married for twenty-five years.  It wasn’t that I expected Maggie and I not to be together.  I just couldn’t imagine that far in advance.   Neither of us had intended to marry young, but we fell in love, and if I wanted to live with Maggie, we had to be married.  She was from that sort of a family.  Middle class, conservative and...

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Wife gets carried away at a photo shoot and fucks the photographer

My wife Kamilla is still quite beautiful and sexy. A 33 years old petite, 5 ft, black haired, with brown eyes and thick black eye lashes she is very attractive. She has a gorgeous figure maintained by regular fitness exercise at the gym. I have always appreciated her small well-proportioned body and small rounded breasts which form small perfect globes on her chest, not to mention her thick black hairy mound. Even after over ten years of marriage and three children, unlike me, she appears...

3 years ago
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the 7 year itch

Met this girl in a supermarket, i was 36, she was 19. We immedietly hit off while i was asking her advice on brands, she said, you dont want that one, that tastes like ass! i laughed my face off and introduced myself. Then, i quickly told her about my work, she was doing similar work and we completely hit it off. I gave her my number and she called. Turns out, she lived only right around the corner from me and to my displeasure, she had a boyfriend. A jerky one at that, but, they did have a...

2 years ago
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Bitch Witch Hitch Switch

‘Hey, guys, you missed a house,’ said a kid dressed as Superman. ‘We don’t go to that house,’ said a kid dressed as Spiderman. ‘We never go to that house.’ ‘You don’t? Why not? It’s a nice house, the biggest one on the street. Look at the fancy cars parked in the driveway. Whoever lives there must have money, a lot of money. They probably give out the best candy.’ ‘Didn’t you read the sign?’ ‘Sign? No, I didn’t see any sign. What sign?’ Go back and read the sign but read it from the...

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The SevenYear Itch 8211 Part 2

A Recap of Part 1: Shimona and I have been married for 7 years, resulting in the seven-year itch, or decline in sexual interest. To refresh our sex life, I’d arranged a Toyboy sexual service for my glam doll wife. After fucking Shimona, the Toyboy left our hotel suite. Then the next part begins. Hearing a knock on the door, I opened it cautiously. A handsome young guy was standing outside. He looked smart in a white blazer and black jeans. He introduced himself, saying, “Hi Sir, I’m Manik, from...

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Seven Year Itch

Jason kissed Veronica on the cheek and stroked her hair.  Then whispered in her ear "I love you".  She whispered back "I love you too".  She told him that she would be meeting a couple of friends for drinks after work.  Jason never minded when she went out with her friends he just winked and drove away.  She watched him as he drove away and thought is this how this is going to be ever day for the rest of my life?  What am I missing? She could get this off her mind while she was getting ready...

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Wife Discovers Erotic Photography Chapter 6

Background: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etcetera. ********************** Later that day, after checking with Ron, Jeff called Stephanie, “Chris wants to set up a shoot with you and Ron. He said he really liked your private collection.” She replied, “I wasn’t sure if he would or not, but he was pretty turned on when I showed them to him. Do you want to set it up for next Saturday?” He told her it would be the following Thursday evening. “I thought...

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Witch Chronicles 001 A TG Witches Tale

This is a story I wrote a while ago (3rd story I ever wrote actually). Truth is I never intended to even write a sequel to this story, but it has turned out to be a story that started a series of stories that I have collectively titled "WITCH CHRONICLES". Here is the series and the titles they were originally published under: WITCH CHRONICLES 001 - A TG Witch's Tale WITCH CHRONICLES 002 - Elizabeth's Story-Elizabeth WITCH CHRONICLES 003 - Elizabeth's Story-Lynn WITCH CHRONICLES...

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Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

3 years ago
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Witchy Bitchy Vampire

When I met the girl in the shoes store, I had no idea what was going to happen to me in the next forty-eight hours. If I had done, I might well never have gone as far as offering her a drink after work. I was still on summer vacation so I wasn’t too worried about hours but the fact that she never stepped outside her shop in full daylight, arrived at work before dawn, and generally left after dusk, though from what I learned later it wasn’t necessary, was rather disturbing. Her paleness gave me...

1 year ago
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It started with an itch

David had just turned 14, he was 5 ft. 6 ins. tall and of slim build with well-defined muscles. He was pretty good looking with light brown hair and was a fairly popular fellow. This was particularly so as he was fairly bright, getting good grades in all subjects and was quite amenable to helping his close friends with their homework. He had gone into puberty early and now at 14 his voice had broken, he was shaving his upper lip and had grown patches of light brown hair in all the right...

3 years ago
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It started with an itch

Introduction: A fictional story of 2 young gay lads, based on reality but exaggerated Two young lads who become very close friends after one helps the other with a problem which he didnt like to tell his parents about. David had just turned 14, he was 5 ft. 6 ins. tall and of slim build with well-defined muscles. He was pretty good looking with light brown hair and was a fairly popular fellow. This was particularly so as he was fairly bright, getting good grades in all subjects and was quite...

1 year ago
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Mistress Dyvia Scratchin an Itch

Mistress Dyvia's "Scratching an Itch" LETTER TO MY READERS: Hi all, I love you all to death. Well I decided to get my butt moving, and I wrote another story. 'Scratching an Itch' being about scratching an irritation. Specifically a sub trying to top me from the bottom. I don't like that. If I wanted to be topped, I'd be on the bottom. LoL. I hope you enjoy! KISSES! DISCLAIMER: I wrote this story so its mine. Mine! Mine! Mine! I own the rights to it. If you wish to post it...

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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 3

I continued my troubled sleep while my wife spent the evening with Simon at his rugby club dinner dance.  My fitful dreaming seemed to consist of my wife dancing closely with lots of different men, some I knew and some who were strangers.  It was a restless sleep, with a feeling of doom haunting my sub-conscious.I wasn’t sure how long it was before I heard a car door shutting and a diesel car pulling away outside.  I realised this wasn’t part of my dream, and I came around, feeling my muscles...

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Hypothetical HitchHiker Part 2

We both positioned our respective underwear in front of us – the outer and less intimate surface of the gussets facing towards us – and Dane lifted mine up to his nose first. I followed his lead, applying the outside of his shorts to my nose even though I would have strongly preferred to have done so with the inner lining, and we both took a few gentle sniffs of the material.To my surprise, almost immediate, I saw through the corner of my eye that Dane's member was starting to twitch to life....

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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 4

How does our ‘normal’ marriage of twenty-five years return to normal after my wife Maggie and our friend Simon spent the night together in our house?Did we need to create a new normality?It wasn’t all bad. Maggie made a point of being open to making love more often. She tried hard to be less shy in the bedroom and we occasionally slept together in the nude. These were big steps after twenty-five years of rarely making love, usually under the covers, and always putting our night clothes back on...

Wife Lovers
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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 6

I came back into the bedroom to join my still naked lover.  I was trying to forget what my wife might be doing with her lover. “Are the others up?” Kat asked me. “Just Maggie, Simon’s still in bed.” “That sounds about right, he’s never in a hurry to get up if he doesn’t have to!” “Maggie’s just going back to him now.” “Are you okay with that?” “I’ve got you to come back to, if that’s alright with you.” Kat opened her arms wide and let the sheet fall to expose her breasts.  She looked at me and...

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Wife Discovers Erotic Photography Chapter 3

Background: The story takes place before digital photography, the Internet, cell phones, etc. ********************** After her husband encouraged her to pose again with another model, Stephanie called up Jeff to set up another shoot. "My husband and I really liked the erotic shots. I want to schedule another session." "He liked you with the other model? Those were pretty explicit for your first time. He wasn't jealous?" Stephanie told Jeff her husband really got off. She left out the details,...

Voyeur
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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 5

I smelt Kat’s perfume as she whispered in my ear.  I wanted her.  I didn’t know where this was going, but I want to be with this woman who had just handed me her panties, even though this could have consequences for my wife and I.Reality hit me as Kat stood up and opened her other hand and handed my wife’s white panties to Simon.  He was grinning, too broadly for my liking, as he took them and brought them up to his face.  He kissed them and inhaled.  It never occurred to me to do such a thing...

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Wife Discovers Erotic Photography Chapter 4

Chris developed a renewed interest in photography. He went out on weekends into the country side to take some outdoor shots. He particularly gravitated toward older abandoned rural buildings. He contacted Jeff and told him he had a couple of rolls of film he would like to develop. Jeff responded, "Sure that would be ok. Why don't you drop them off and I will have my assistant develop them and make some contact proofs" "Are you sure it's no trouble?" Jeff told him his assistant will be...

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It started with an itchand continued part3

“So what we gonna do now” said Tim, “We have to make it fast as I have to go in 30 minutes”. “Better get ‘em off then” said David, and both lads threw their clothes onto the floor. They stood there with their boners waving between them until David pulled Tim into an embrace and for a couple of minutes they ground their boners together while they made out. Then David pulled Tim onto the bed and they got into another cuddle with Tim on top. “I really missed you on Sunday” said Tim, “I was...

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Patchwork People XXVIII Departures

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2 years ago
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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 15 Touch Me In The Morning part 2

I pulled into a lay-by a few minutes after dropping off Maggie and Michael. I had seen that there were messages on my phone, and I wanted to check them.  The messages were from Elaine.  The first one was sent around ten minutes ago:“Just arrived at my hotel. Will be at the restaurant on time.” It was followed by another message shortly after: “Really looking forward to seeing you after so long.”Up to that point, I didn’t know that Elaine was definitely staying over.  I wondered if that might...

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Wife playing in the pool and hottub part 2

Brent had just shot a huge load of cum all over my wife’s ass. He pulled my wife’s panties to the side exposing her asshole and pussy. He kept massaging her ass and was rubbing his cum over her pussy lips and asshole and then started fingering both of her holes. That had both of the other guys in the hottub stroking their cocks. One of them came over and sat on the ledge right by my wife’s face. I turned my wife over so that she was facing up and my cock was sliding between her ass cheeks. The...

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The 25 Year Itch Chapter 16 Touch Me In The Morning Part 3

I was feeling a sense of panic and dread, as well as a pounding headache, when the taxi picked me up from Elaine’s small hotel.  The driver wasn’t talkative, for which I was grateful.  He just started driving towards Michael’s apartment through the dark night.  I kept looking at my phone but there was no reply from Maggie to my confused message of earlier.  I was cross with myself for not continually checking for messages during the evening.  I had become completely absorbed with Elaine, and...

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