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Tuesday 27th March 2018

“Hi honey,” I greeted Jill as I trudged wearily from work into the kitchen.

It had been a hell of a day. Problems, problems, problems at work. The best I’d manage to salvage from the day was crawling into our family home a little after eight p.m., any chance of Jill and me keeping our date night long gone. But this didn’t seem to have dampened Jill’s spirits. She was trying a new recipe and had told me earlier on the phone that she was fine to have our date night at home for a change. A home-cooked meal, a good bottle of red and a jointly chosen movie to watch on Amazon.

I don’t know if I was imagining it, but although bubbly and smiley on the surface, Jill seemed a little tired. As was now her habit, she’d stayed over at Chris’s place the previous night, as it was one of their three regular date nights each week. Last night was one of the nights they’d chosen not to involve me via FaceTime or any other method, but you didn’t have to be Einstein to hazard a guess as to why Jill might be tired. Even though she and Chris had been lovers now for nearly five months, whenever they did let me watch them I never seemed to detect any reduction in their mutual hunger for each other’s bodies when it came to their love-making. I’d been with Gemma the night before, but I could well guess that it might have been very late the night before when my wife and her boyfriend finally drifted off to sleep.

As I sidled up behind Jill, kissed her and held her close I was greeted by a happy but tired smile. “Did lover boy keep you up late last night?”

“Something like that,” the love of my life answered, not bothering to hide a truth we both knew.

“Lucky you,” I replied in a slightly maudlin tone. “Gemma was pretty down about how things are with Duncan and his slutty little secretary, so we spent most of the evening talking.”

I didn’t mind that this was how Gemma and I had spent much of our evening.

Both Jill and I thought the way Gemma’s husband Duncan was treating her was appalling, flaunting his affair with his twenty-eight-year-old blonde secretary in a way designed to hurt and humiliate Gemma. Even though their four grown kids had told their dad exactly what they thought of the way he was treating their mum, Duncan seemed not to have paid a blind bit of notice. Quite the opposite in fact, according to Gemma he was planning on taking his shameless little slut of a secretary on an Easter vacation to California – paid for with money from the family joint account.

Not surprisingly Gemma had been totally upset and we’d spent much of last night talking, with me consoling her as best as I could. Before she’d finally cried herself out and moved to a place where she wanted to lose herself in something more physical and satisfying than just talk.

As I shared with Jill what Gemma had told me last night and how upset and down Gemma was, I could see a real mix of anger and sympathy in my wife’s face. Generally, Jill is the most loving, kind and generous of people, but you really don’t want to get on her wrong side. When I got to the bit about Duncan and the little harlot heading off to California part-paid for by Gemma, Jill nearly exploded with righteous indignation. If Duncan had been unlucky enough to be in the room, I swear Jill would probably have taken the large knife she was using to carve the Chicken to help Duncan do a passable impression of a human gelding.

As we talked over dinner I could see the cogs whirring round in Jill’s mind. I let it pass for a while, thinking Jill might spit it out whatever she was thinking in her own time. But in the end, I grew impatient. “Come on honey. Whatever it is, out with it!”

Jill looked down at her plate and twirled the spaghetti on her fork as she started talking, for some reason choosing not to look at me as she shared her thoughts.

“I was just wondering honey.

You know that Easter trip to the UK we’ve got booked, well I was just thinking whether we should do the decent thing and invite Gemma along to cheer her up. After all, the cottage we’ve booked sleeps six, so there’d be plenty of room. She just has to spring for the airfare. From how you say things are with Duncan and that little slut of his, it sounds like Gemma could really do with having her mind taken off it, and that she shouldn’t really be alone all next week. After all, you’re not going to be around for her and the none of her kids are around.”

By the time she’d finished speaking Jill was had looked up from her chicken and spaghetti and was looking me directly in the face. Her expression a real mix of different things. Part still anger at how Duncan was treating our friend. But also more than a hint of excitement and nerves.

A look that reminded me of her expression the first time she’d asked me if she could stay over at Chris’s place. And, dense man that I am, the penny finally dropped. I didn’t doubt that Jill had good and honorable intentions behind what she was suggesting. At least in part. But that nervous, excited look gave away her other motive. That it was highly likely Jill wasn’t just thinking of our turning our twosome vacation into a threesome vacation. She had in mind to invite a fourth person to join. A gentleman who was her three times a week boyfriend, plus no doubt the quickies they managed to sneak in their day-to-day working lives.

Jill noticed the change in the look on my face, causing her face to flush a little as she realized the game was up. I couldn’t be angry with her – I loved her too much and also was too bought into her affair with Chris – and so I just smiled in a way designed to reassure her and put her at ease.

“Mrs. Jill Foster, there wouldn’t perchance be any other ulterior motives you might have, would there? For instance, if Gemma was with us to keep me company, you wouldn’t be thinking of seeing if any other of our friends might be free to join us for our little jaunt to see the Queen of England?”

The tension and nerves went out of Jill, as she smiled lovingly at me. “You know, honey. The thought really hadn’t occurred to me,” she replied in her best hammed up over-acting tones. “But now that you’ve mentioned it, that’s not a bad idea. Not a bad idea at all. I could ring around and see which of our friends might be free to join us.”

“Oh, and how many of our many friends were you thinking of ringing around to, dear wife of mine?” I asked with heavy ironic sarcasm laid on almost as thick as Jill’s own over-acting.

“Well, I know quite a few of them are busy with family and other commitments. But I can certainly think of one, who doesn’t have any kids, who might be free to join us,” her smile leaving me in no doubt as to who she meant.

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Thursday 29th March 2018

I was trying to hide my rigid erection as Gemma and I walked hand-in-hand five yards behind the handsome couple in front of us. Like us, walking hand-in-hand as they hurried towards the boarding gate, they did indeed make an attractive and well-matched couple. Jill was wearing tight skinny jeans, platform heels that added a good three or four inches to her height and a tight figure-hugging cream cashmere sweater that showed off her figure and large breasts to good effect. When Jill chose to dress up like this, an increasing event since we’d started this new lifestyle, it was normal for the guys she passed to subtly swivel their heads to get a second look. And today was no exception, something that was evident to me as I wasn’t the one with Jill the guys made no efforts to hide their admiring looks from me.

I could hardly fault them, as I was also staring at Jill’s wiggling as Gemma and I followed behind her and Chris. My attentions split maybe two-thirds Jill and one-third the excited Gemma who was in good spirits, excitedly chattering away about all the things she wanted to see in the UK when we arrived. If she managed to see half the things she had planned, we’d be dog tired by the end of the vacation and need another break to recover from this one.

But I wasn’t complaining. I was inwardly smiling, happy that the trip was having the desired effect on our friend.

Both cheering her up and also distracting her and taking her away from the source of her pain. Jill and I had talked through the vacation that first day she’d mentioned it, and both Gemma and Chris had eagerly accepted our invitations. We’d never explicitly discussed it, but we all knew what the ‘coupling’ arrangements were. Hence why I was walking five yards behind Jill and her beau, admiring her ass as we hurried towards the gate.

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Waiting to board we sat as two couples together, with Gemma and Jill doing most of the talking. Comparing notes on what they wanted to each see. Chris was resting his eyes, having had a very busy week at work due to major problems in the company’s biggest plant, the one in California.

As I half-listened into the girls talking, not for the first time I thought to myself how weird this situation was. How far things had changed in our lives in the last five months. As I listened to them talk and looked at Jill through half-closed eyes, I was struck by how energized she was these days and how my always beautiful wife now was taking even more care about her appearance and working out even harder in the gym. Thinking these thoughts and allowing my gaze to dwell on the full swell of her breasts under that tight sweater, I realized how much I was looking forward to watching Jill and Chris together in this coming week. She and I had made a pact that when the trip was finished, we’d have a whole week together just Jill and Dave. Sticking to our plan to make sure we didn’t neglect our own relationship.

Armed with this agreement and knowledge, I felt fully freed up to enjoy my guilty secret. My growing fascination and addiction to watching my lovely wife together with her handsome boss and now boyfriend.

It was like the agreement for that week back home acted as my psychological insurance policy that however good they looked together and however close they looked together, I didn’t have to worry about any future negative consequences.

Because the 'Jill and Dave totally together week' would inoculate me against any such dangers or worries.

Worries that might lessen my enjoyment of this upcoming trip.

And sitting there quietly and furtively watching my excited and sexy wife as she sat close to Chris and held his hand, I thought how much I was going to enjoy the next ten days. A pleasure that might seem alien and weird to nineteen out of twenty husbands, but one that rocked my boat and which I had gradually come to accept more and more these last months. Accept as just a part of who I was and what I was. A man who loved his wife and never wanted to lose her, but who also enjoyed watching her with other guys. Watching and enjoying both the physical and the emotional side of it.

Sitting there paired up as we were, it felt like a new level of thrill I was experiencing.

I had the comfort of knowing Jill and I would be back together as a loving couple back in Miami, combined with the thrill of watching her and Chris spending every part of the next ten days as a couple. That had been the outcome of the conversations Jill and I had in the days after Gemma and Chris agreed to join us. I honestly can’t remember whose idea it had been that we should totally swap for the ten days. It just seemed to emerge, and we both seemed happy with it. And my imaginative and teasing wife had added her own little twist to the arrangement. Asking me if I’d like the idea of her, just for the trip, taking her rings off and leaving them at home in Miami. Instead wearing Chris’s class ring hanging on a necklace around her neck.

Five months into this new lifestyle, Jill could read me like a book. And so as I watched her fingers tightly intertwined with her boyfriend’s, I felt a lump in my throat at the absence of the three rings I’d given her and which she normally wore as a sign of her love and commitment to me. An absence made all the more exciting and nerve-racking knowing that under that tight cashmere sweater, nestling in the valley between her perfect breasts was another man’s class ring. Temporarily a sign to the four of us and the rest of the world that Jill belonged to her boyfriend Chris for the next ten days. That this was what I, her husband, had agreed to and that Jill was only too happy to go along with.

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Over the last five months of this new part of our marriage, I’d gradually come to an appreciation of how the physical and psychological seamlessly melded together to give me and Jill the intense pleasures we got from this lifestyle.

And that was totally evident to me for the next thirteen hours as we waited, flew, waited and then finally drove to the cottage just outside London that we’d rented for the next ten days. There was little overtly sexual between Jill and Chris during all that time. But just seeing them together as a couple, doing the everyday things of life and traveling made my pulse race.

I felt a little guilty and sorry for Gemma. I tried my best to focus on her, and I wasn’t a total pig, but deep down the biggest thrill for me was seeing Jill and Chris together. I loved being with Gemma, and I cared deeply for her.

But the whole Chris and Jill thing got me at a deeper, almost irresistible level. From earlier conversations, we’d had, Gemma kind of knew this and she didn’t resent it. With things so bad between her and her husband, she was happy to have that part of me that I was willing and able to give to her.

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We arrived at our cottage and took the keys just after 3 p.m. on Good Friday. The four of us paired off and headed to our respective bedrooms, and as I waited for Gemma to finish showering it wasn’t long before I heard the sound of Chris and Jill’s shower going. And maybe two or three minutes after this I heard the sound of Jill’s soft moans wafting to my ears. It hadn’t taken them long. While Gemma showered by herself, Jill and Chris had found an altogether more fun use for the shower cubicle.

I toyed with sneaking into their bathroom to watch, and tempting though this was, I was suddenly overcome by a strong desire to copy what Jill and Chris were doing with my own buxom lady-friend.

With her eyes shut to keep the shampoo out, Gemma may have been surprised to feel my hands and my warm body next to hers, but she was only too happy as we put on a far from shabby performance. We were soon kissing, touching and exploring, and it wasn’t long before we were lost in our own love-making. All thoughts of Jill and Chris temporarily expunged as we looked deep into each other’s eyes. Communicating all kinds of feelings and thoughts without the need for words.

About how we felt about each other as friends and lovers, and about how I was there for her in her current sad marital situation.

When we were both satisfied, we happily snuggled our freshly washed bodies under the clean and thick duvet. England in late March was a far cry from the warm temperatures we were used to in Miami, and we’d not bothered to work out the heating yet.

As Gemma’s head nestled on my chest, she tilted her head upwards to look directly at me. “Don’t take this the wrong way, and don’t freak out, but you do know that I love you, right. I’m not trying to steal you away from Jill, but you’re very special to me, Dave.

And it really means a lot that you’ve been there for me these last weeks.”

I surprised myself with how calm and controlled I was as I thought about what Gemma had said and responded to her. I was the opposite of the ‘being freaked out’ that Gemma had worried about.

I smiled down at Gemma and stroked her. “Snap. You know what Jill and I are and what we have. But that doesn’t mean that there’s not room in our hearts for other people. And, Gemma, I love you. And not just because you said that to me. I love the way we’ve become close and the way we share things. The way we laugh, the way we talk. And the way we make love.”

These last words were said in a way designed to lighten the mood a little and earned me a dig in the ribs from the loving Gemma. After delivering her message, she suddenly went back into serious mode. “You know, honey, I’ve pretty much decided I’m going to kick Duncan out when we get back and divorce the SOB. His slutty little secretary can have him twenty-four-seven as far as I’m concerned.”

I looked at her, wondering if she wanted me to say anything, or ask her anything.

“Is there any chance left for the two of you?” I asked. It felt like the right thing to ask. The thing a good friend would ask, trying to see if there was even any small chance the thing that had been so valuable to her and Duncan for so long could be rescued and put back on the road.

Gemma thought for a minute. “No.

No, I don’t think that’s going to happen. It’s gone too far. All the lying and deceit. All the hurt and pain he’s caused me, putting that little slut before his own wife.

I understand temptation and that people make mistakes. Hell, I’m no angel myself. But it’s gone too far now. There’s no trust left. He’s made his bed and made his choice. Now he’s going to have to live with the consequences.”

As I listened to Gemma, the tone of her voice was calm and considered, and I intuitively knew that she’d come to the right conclusion.

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“Will you look at that?”

Our conversation about Gemma’s marriage and future was interrupted as we realized something new about the layout of our luxury three-bedroom cottage. The location and design of the bedroom Gemma and I had selected gave us a bird’s eye view of the small indoor pool area. The pool that was probably the single biggest reason Jill and I had chosen this particular cottage. As proud Floridians who loved our warmth and water, I think ten days in the unpredictable weather of the UK would have been intolerable without this little piece of indoor home.

And what’s more, not only did the full length window that separated our room from the pool area give us a great view of the pool area, because there was a typically English net curtain next to the window, we could see out into the pool area, but whoever might be in there couldn’t see into our bedroom.

And Gemma’s ‘Will you look at that?’ had been in reaction to seeing Jill and Chris, not long recovered from their shower sex session, walking hand-in-hand into the pool area.

At the sight of my sexy wife in her new red and very tight-cut bikini, I immediately felt my recently spent cock start to fill with blood and slowly swell.

Fortune was smiling down on me. This layout was a voyeur’s dream.

Unaware that we were watching them, Jill and Chris walked towards the small pool and slowly walked down the steps into the less deep end of the pool. They’d turned the bright lights and the heating lamps on in the pool area, and as we’d not put any lights on in our room, Gemma and I were doubly invisible to my wife and her boyfriend. The lighting and the net curtains combining to make me feel like we had one of those superhero cloaks of invisibility. ‘Super voyeur’ or ‘Super-cuck’ – just about the only superhero the comic book companies haven’t mined out!

As I lifted my head and cocked my ear to hear any words they might share, instead, I heard Gemma’s whispered words in my ear.

“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’d planned it this way all along.”

“I wish I was that smart,” came my honest reply, “You may not believe it, but it’s just totally the luck of the draw.”

Kissing my ear, Gemma told me “I believe you, honey.”

After a second kiss adding, “Shall we just watch them a while. I know you love that. And I have to admit, they do look damn good together.”

Gemma squeezed my hardening cock as she made this last comment, and I groaned quietly, both from her teasing but accurate words, and also for the way she was touching my manhood.

I looked down at Gemma and gave her a look as if to say ‘what did I ever do to you’, and then turned my head as both of us enjoyed our secret view of the pool area. Jill and Chris were stood about half-way along the pool, with the warm water coming up the level just below Jill’s ripe breasts. Looking so appealing and desirable in the skimpy cups of her new red bikini. They looked so good I wanted to burst into the pool area and claim them for my own.

This thought making me groan inwardly at the thought that I wouldn’t enjoy Jill’s boobs or pussy at all these next ten days. They belonged to another man for the duration.

Jill and Chris were standing just inches apart facing each other. With no heels on, Chris was a good five inches taller than Jill, and as their faces were nearly touching and at the same height Chris must have been bending his knees or something like that under the water.

Jill’s arms were wrapped possessively around her boyfriend’s neck, and the pair of them had matching smiles on their faces as they were happy to just gaze lovingly into each other’s eyes. With their initial need for each other satisfied by their shower sex, there was a quieter and more intimate mood between them.

Watching the two of them there like that, so close and intimate, I felt my guts twist and turn as if there were two giant hands in my abdomen wringing my guts like you wring a towel. And my chest felt tight, while the rest of my body was tingling and floating from wave after wave of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I felt more alive than I think I’d ever felt before, maybe on a par with those first two times I’d seen Daryl and Jill together.

But as well as the high I was experiencing, I was a bundle of nerves, almost hypnotized as I took in the way they looked at each other. The nerves and anguish kicking up another level as Chris reached between Jill’s breasts and started playing with his class ring which hung there so symbolically in the cleft of Jill’s cleavage. Seeing them still gazing into each other’s eyes as Chris played with the ring Jill was wearing for him made me instinctively look at Jill’s bare fingers intertwined behind Chris’s back. Those two giant hands rang my guts a couple more times as I stared at Jill’s bare fingers. Devoid for the first time in more than twenty years of the symbols of our love for each other.

I could see their lips moving, but couldn’t hear what they were saying to each other through the glass that separated us from them.

As Gemma’s warm hand continued to stroke my hard cock, in a wistful voice she made two strange comments and asked an equally strange question.

“You know, in some ways, Chris reminds me of Callan. They’re both that strong, sporty, cocky type. Maybe that’s Jill’s type, after all, I know she and Callan were an item way back when.”

Grimacing, I looked down at her, trying to process what she’d said and the very mixed emotions she’d just added to an already piled high bonfire. As my brain was struggling to process her comments about ‘Jill’s type’, and the inference that I wasn’t Jill’s type, without realizing what she was really doing Gemma threw a stick of TNT onto the bonfire.

“Do you ever wonder what would have happened if we’d all met our partners at different times, in different sequences. You know, if Charlotte had never met Callan. Or I’d never met Duncan. Or if Jill had never gone for that PA interview with Chris?”

Ahh!

Too much to think about. Just watching the here and now between Jill and Chris was pulling my emotions and brain all over the place. Thinking about what might have been and whether Jill had a type was too much. I closed my eyes and started taking slow, deep breaths to try and calm myself.

As I did this, Gemma bounced up and stood on tiptoes on the edge of the bed. I wondered what she was doing until I saw her sliding a small pane of glass from left to right. I’d not spotted these small panel sliding windows as the frame was made of very light-colored metal so as not to spoil the effect of the full height floor to ceiling window onto the pool area.

Gemma spotted a second sliding window and opened that too, before springing back down to snuggle by my side as quickly as she’d sprung up. Kissing my earlobe again, she whispered in an extra quiet voice. “Cinders shall go the ball! Now you can listen to them as well as watching.” Her tone of voice teasing but not mean. She knew me too damn well, this second woman in my life.

I held my breath as if this would better enable me to hear the conversation between Jill and Chris. Luckily the pool area was fully tiled and this helped the sound carry. I’d been desperate to know what they’d been talking about these last few minutes, but know that I was about to get my wish come true, I suddenly wondered if I’d have preferred ignorance.

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Gemma’s hand gently stroked my thinning hair as we both strained to hear.

“You know, Jill, honey, I’m as glad as hell Dave is like he is, but never in a million years will I understand why he lets you out to do what you do. If you were mine, I’d never let you out of my sight. I’d be like a tiger stalking around, keeping other guys away from you.”

Jill grinned, evidently taking it as a big compliment. “Promises, promises. Maybe Dave’s different, he trusts me to come home to him at the end of the day. He trusts me and knows that I love him, come what may.”

A strange, hesitant look appeared on Chris’s face. As if he was struggling to make up his mind about something. After a while, he made up his mind and his mouth opened. “What about me?

Do you love me too, Jill? After all, we’ve been seeing each other for nearly five months. Hell, I proposed to Kate after only three months.”

What seemed to have been a quite innocent and light-hearted conversation before seemed to have suddenly become quite an intense and serious conversation.

Just for a moment the thought flashed through my brain, had Gemma and Chris somehow planned this? Or was it totally a coincidence that a few minutes ago Gemma had been telling me that she loved me? But I didn’t have time to dwell on this question as my eyes and brain were locked on Jill’s suddenly serious looking and hesitant face.

Jill took her time, her arms still locked around Chris’s neck as she considered what to say.

In the end, her answer was simple and truthful. “Yes, Chris … Yes, I do love you.”

Now it was Chris’s turn to pause and think, as my own heart pounded away and I held my breath as if through sheer willpower I could influence what Jill would say.

Chris leaned in to gently kiss my wife. “And I hope you know I love you too, Jill.” Just for a moment, they gazed at each other, happy just to let the silence rule.

“But Jill, I have to know, what do you mean when you say you love me. Love me how? Love me in what way? The love for a friend? A romantic love? In love?

The same type of love you have for Dave?”

I guess Jill wasn’t used to seeing Chris so vulnerable and needy. At least not since she’d helped him get over his break up from his wife Kate. Realizing Chris’s vulnerability, Jill ruffled his hair, almost like a mother comforting a child.

“Wow, that’s a lot of questions, mister,” she replied in a light-hearted tone, trying to lighten the mood, but at the same time knowing from Chris’s face that she’d have to answer his questions.

Then she started, a serious and nervous look on her face now, matching Chris. “Chris, baby. You do know it’s difficult for me to talk about this, don’t you? Dave’s been the only man in my life for the last twenty-four years. He’s the love of my life, and nothing will ever change that, however, I feel about you.”

Those last words from Jill gave Chris the chink of light he needed, kissing Jill again and in a gentle voice asking, “I understand Jill, I’m not asking to take Dave’s place in your heart. But I just need to know where I stand and how you feel about me after all the time we’ve spent together.”

I was hugely relieved by what Jill had said about me, but I could hardly bear the tension, waiting to hear what Jill would say about her feelings for Chris. Again I held my breath as Jill’s lips started moving.

“Okay, Chris. It’s like this. I do have feelings for you. These last months you’ve become a huge part of my life. Dave sometimes teases me, calling you ‘my boyfriend’. But he’s not wrong.

We’re together for many hours each day at work. Then we spend three evenings and nights a week together. You know I worked it out the other day, if you include the time we’re together at work, I spend more time with you than I do with Dave.”

Hearing this fact, Chris grinned but decided to say nothing. It had quite an effect on me as well, one simple fact demonstrating how important Chris had become in Jill’s life these last months.

Jill continued. “So you see, you’re basically my boyfriend and I spend more time with you than with my own husband. And I definitely have feelings for you, Mr. Garner.”

“That’s all great, Jill, baby. But I have to know. Do you love me in a romantic way? Are you as in love with me like I’m in love with you? Could you live without me? Because I know I couldn’t live without you.”

Jill’s expression changed again and I saw her arms tighten just a little in the way they were wrapped around Chris’s neck.

And I braced myself, sensing that Jill was about to stop avoiding the question and tell Chris exactly how she felt.

Her beautiful hazel eyes looking directly into Chris’s blue eyes, she kissed him softly. “Yes, Chris.”

I love you like you love me. You’re the second man in my life. These last twenty-four years there was only Dave, but now there’s you as well. I love you, and yes, I’m in love with you. And you said you couldn’t live life without me, and I feel the same. I can’t imagine life without you in my life. Not after how things have grown between us these last months.”

And then there was silence.

(Thanks to cbears52 for his generous help in editing.)

 

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Saturday, 8th June 2018I’d woken in far more agreeable ways. Still semi-drunk from all the drinking the night before, I rolled over in a strange bed and hit air. The place where I’d expected to bump into Jill was empty, just a hole on Jill’s side of the bed. No one to kiss, snuggle or wrap my arm around. Just air.Jolted rudely awake by this realization, the clock told me it was four in the morning. A feeling of slow, rumbling dread built in my gut and spread to the left side of my chest. But...

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Thursday evening, 31st May 2018Having taken the trouble to drag my tired body onto a five-hour night flight from LA to Miami, my welcome home present had been a greeting from a butt-naked Freddy who greeted me in my own home, his big dangling dick hanging limp and threatening between his muscular legs.The second part of my welcome home present had been watching two long rounds of sexual athletics between my beautiful wife Jill and her two new lovers, Josh and Freddy, the two early-thirties...

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Monday 28th May 2018Freddy’s black ass slipped lower and lower as he drove inch after inch of his fat cock further into Jill’s willing body. Each extra inch winning new and satisfied moans and whimpers of pleasure from my wife, as once again she enjoyed the feeling of being filled by a male much thicker and longer than her own husband.Her arms were wrapped around Freddy’s thick and muscular black neck. Her pale skin forming a white band around his blackness, their lips locked together like a...

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Dont judge a book by its cover

Introduction The Jones family is a collection of stories that could involve any of the three family members. First of all we have the mother, Elizabeth Jones, a widow who took the death of her husband very badly. She threw herself in to her work but when this was not enough, she quickly discovered sex, she loves it and is willing to experiment. Elizabeth's work means she has to travel a lot and as a result her two children live in the house alone. Her daughter, Sarah, is seventeen and...

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Cant Judge A Book By Its Cover

Introduction: Things arent always as they seem. This is my entry to the Calling All Readers Challenge, Chapter 7. The theme we were to use is Females For HIre. For reasons of my own, I no longer accept comments on my work, nor do I give them. Please send me a PM with any critique you wish. I cant grow as a writer without your feedback. Please enjoy my take on Females For Hire. Hillary sat on the bench outside the courtroom that Monday morning. She tugged at her skirt, trying to make it appear...

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Cant Judge a Book by its Cover

The other night my wife and I were in Slippery Pete’s at closing time. She was dressed in slacks but she was also wearing pantyhose and heels for my benefit. Just her nude nylon covered feet were plenty enough to send me over the edge even without the added eroticism of a short skirt. I wanted nothing more than to have her stocking feet in my hands and face while my little dick exploded, in her, on her, on myself, I didn’t care. I just wanted to experience ejaculation and her stocking feet at...

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Saturday 9th June 2018 It was a long walk down the street, past the long strip of bars, clubs and low-end stores and eateries. Following behind Jill’s shapely swaying ass, it struck me how this long walk was some kind of a metaphor for the long walk we’d been on as a couple this last year. I knew the literature-loving part of Jill would have laughed at the thought, probably finding a way to top my joke with one of her own.But Jill was walking a little too far ahead of me for me to call out to...

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Saturday 26th August 2017Just over a month had passed, since out of the corner of my eyes, I’d observed Craig, Byron, and Callan rutting as three stags for the attentions of my sexy, but spoken for, wife.Jill and I were snuggled in bed enjoying a quiet and activity-free Saturday morning in bed. No lifts, sports matches, or driving lessons. The well-earned tranquility of proud parents whose kids were making their way in the world, at college or in the world of work. Coffee was steaming, the...

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Andersonville 2 Judgeless

Andersonville 2 - Judge-less by Kelly Davidson This story dedicated to Mathew Shepherd, who lives in the hearts of all open-mind people. Fade in... The warm glow of yesterday's conversation with my father ended in the cold reality of Monday morning. The cold reality that I was a young, teenage girl. The cold reality that I was expected to act like a girl, something totally foreign and yes, something I found even a little scary. And the cold reality that I had no idea why I...

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Dont Be Afraid

Introduction: A sister strives to help her twin heal from past trauma Bang! I jumped at the sound of a slamming door. I saw my twin sister Danielle standing in the doorway with tears in her eyes. I fell to my knees as I realized that Daddy was gone. She had been at the hospital with our mother, but if she was back, it meant Aunt Trudy had brought her home to tell me the news. I had refused to go. I couldnt bear to see him like that. We were only 7 years old, and little did we know that...

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The Judge

This story could go in a number of categories. There isn’t a lot of sex. Thanks to my editors, LadyCibelle and Techsan, for making my stories a much better read. Since court shows seem to interest people, I thought I’d be Judge DG Hear. This is a totally fictitious account of a story I made up. Let me know what you think and I’ll see if the Judge has any more cases on his docket. It is a tongue in cheek story, just writing something a little different than my usual fare. Bailiff Jane Doyle...

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Dont Judge A Book Part 2 Chapter 11

Sunday lunchtime, 3rd June 2018Jill and I were enjoying a very late Sunday breakfast. We’d only got home from the party at three-thirty in the morning, and so breakfast was just this side of noon. Jill keeping it to a very light breakfast as she wanted to look her best for John and Becky’s upcoming wedding, now only three weeks away.The portions and choice of food she served me making clear that she expected me to give her moral support in her efforts to lose those last pounds so she’d look her...

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Dont Judge a Book Part 2 Ch 15

 Saturday 9th June 2018  “Give them some time, honey,” Dee’s soft Southern accent suggested. As her eyes looked into mine, trying to keep me from looking past her at the sight of my wife disappearing off into the night with a man other than her husband. Jill and my evening together was ending pretty much as it had started; with her hand-in-hand with this new man who’d burst into our lives over what now seemed a lot more than a week. I could only see her back and the sensual and exaggerated sway...

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The Hanging Judge

"But Your Honor," the attorney complained. He was representing the husband, John Elliott, in this divorce case "But nothing counselor," Judge Lowell responded. "Your objection is overruled. Make another objection, present some evidence or sit down." Bill Simpson looked back at his client, shrugged his shoulders, and sat down. Mrs. Elliott's attorney, Dennis Johnson, stood. "Your Honor, we would like to submit..." "Sit down Mr. Johnson. I believe I have the pertinent information."...

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The Daughters of COVID20Chapter 3 Here Come da Judge

I was glad that I’d brought a couple of interview outfits. Chastity told me I looked ‘dope’ in my gray pinstripe suit, white button-down shirt, and red and gray-striped tie. She chose to dress up and wore a navy blue, almost business, suit. With her red hair braided around the top of her head, she appeared mature and vulnerable at the same time. She was stunning, and when we met in the lobby, Sam nodded his approval. My first look at Cavanaugh came when he strutted into the courtroom. He was...

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Dont Judge a Book Ch 25

Sunday 15th April“Jill?”I’d gone into the guest room to look for a book I’d been discussing with Gemma. And I’d been totally shocked to see my sleeping wife’s body lying there. Her face showing the evidence that she’d cried herself to sleep.In that single moment all of my anger, hurt and righteous indignation from the Saturday night melted away like late snow on a Spring morning.Fuck! I’d seen Chris’s taillights disappearing around the corner with Jill sat by his side.A few minutes later our...

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Bailiff Jane Doyle says, "All rise for Judge DG Hear; plaintiffs and defendant, please remain standing. All others in the court room please be seated." "Judge, this is case #247 Snyder and Snyder vs. Brown." "Thank you, Jane, we have quite a case here. Let me give a quick review." "Mrs. April Snyder, you are charging Mr. Bruce Brown with ruining your marriage and want five-thousand dollars in damages; is that correct?" "Yes, Judge DG." "Mr. Snyder, as I understand it, you are...

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Being a moderately attractive woman with that level of power also drew its fair share of admiration and respect. I was a popular body around the courthouse and most considered me a delight to work with. I also had the reputation of being professional and fair in my verdicts. I was a force to be reckoned with, and I thought nothing would get in the way of my ascent. Things changed when the court hired a new stenographer. Previously, recruitment had favoured ladies of an older variety; glasses...

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Going to Visit the JudgeChapter 5

On Monday of the next week, Pamela had another appointment with Judge Redding, but this time it was not to meet him in his judicial chamber. He'd instructed her to get a reservation for a large suite in a hotel in one of the neighboring cities – where no one would know that a prominent judge and one of the female lawyers who appeared in his court were meeting for an illicit fuck session. Pamela did exactly what Judge Redding told her to, and even though she was beginning to feel...

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Dont Judge A Book Part 3 Chapter 10

Thursday 27th December 2018, early morningWhat a depressing vista? A shoddy motel room. Is this what my life had really come to? So much for high-powered corporate Exec, nationally head-hunted and offered a sixty-percent raise. The little kitchenette and the rest of the décor reminded me of every witness protection scene I’d ever seen in every TV cop show or Crime movie Jill and I had ever watched together. The feeling was so strong I almost looked outside the room door to see if there was a...

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Dont Judge A Book Part 2 Chapter 16

 Sunday 10th June 2018  She looked so damned beautiful, lying there next to me, her eyes briefly shut after her nighttime exertions with her new man. What kind of a fool was I to ever take a chance to lose a woman like this? A woman so loving, faithful and kind. So smart, sexy and warm. I felt an ache in my chest and a deep sense of sadness at the path things had taken. A sense of sadness mixed with the honest self-knowledge that we were unlikely to turn the clock back any time soon.Jill’s...

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Dont Judge a Book Part 2 Chapter 14

Saturday 9th June 2018Recap: Barely a month after the turmoil at the end of my wife’s affair with Chris, after the briefest of hiatuses we’ve conspired as a couple for Jill to take up with our two black next-door neighbors Freddy and Josh. Through them, we’d known Luther for just a week, and on Saturday he insisted on showing Jill and me around the high end and the definitely lower end of his ten-club chain.After an evening of Jill flirting with Luther while his girlfriend Dee was my dinner...

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Introduction: First read 1-8 , so that you may understand the relationship we had with the Judge One weekend, when I was spending the night with Sharon, the Judge came in again. We had been asleep for about an hour, I think. The light shinning into the room, from the hallway, woke me up. When the door closed, I strained my eyes, to watch Judge Cooke. He walked over to the night stand, and turned the lamp on. Sharon had her back to me. He walked over to the far side of the bed. He looked right...

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During The Night Judge Cooke Series 8

Introduction: Please read the Judge Cooke Series starting with number 1 thru 7, so that you may understand what led up to the events of this Night. I couldnt stop thinking about the spanking Judge Cooke had given me ? My little butt was so sore, but I desired more. Did everyone have these desires, locked deep inside of them? I desired more. I wanted Judge Cooke to mount me, as I had watched him do to his daughter, and the kitchen servant. I needed his cock, deep inside me. I wanted his cock,...

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Going to Visit the JudgeChapter 3

"You're so damn hot, Pamela," Judge Redding said as he helped the hot sexy young lawyer ride up and down on his thick hardon. She was far sexier now sitting on top of his hard cock and fucking herself up and down on his lap than she'd ever been when fully dressed and doing her lawyerly duties in front of his court. No one would ever imagine sexy Pamela coupled at the crotch with old Judge Redding, and even he could hardly believe this was happening. "Ohhhhh, ohhhh," Pamela moaned as...

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Dont Judge The Judge

Being the only female judge in my city carries weight. It had been a long road of ambition, education and professionalism to reach the height that I had. I'd barged my way through sexism and misogyny to sit comfortably in one of the most respected positions in the community. When I sat on that bench overseeing a hearing, it said 'Judge Sanders' on the nameplate and everyone knew it. I was in charge.Being a moderately attractive woman with that level of power also drew its fair share of...

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Introduction: To understand this true story, it is better to read Spanking and Sexual Awakening, Another time I was watching Judge Cooke, Catching Judge Cooke under the stairs and the last one,Our punishment at the hand Of Judge Cooke first, as one leads to the other. The day of our punishment, I was to spend the night so I was there the entire day, evening and night. That afternoon, after our punishment something happened that was to call ripples in this household. Between Sharons Bedroom...

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Dont Judge a Book Part 3 Chapter 8

Sunday 11th November 2018, one minute after midnightSeeing Jill’s car parked by itself in our drive caused all kinds of feelings for me, my adrenaline and energy levels suddenly spiking. Fight or flight. Was she there by herself, or was Malcolm and or Luther there with her, or maybe Dee – the she-devil who’d been dildoing Fake me in Jill’s first porno which I’d been made to watch.Heading into the house I felt like I imagined a soldier feels edging into a house that may well be booby-trapped...

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28th May 2018 - Memorial DayCar keys safely hung by the door, suddenly I was overcome by a sense of loneliness. A wave of self-pity and tired lethargy sweeping over me. Alone by myself on the Memorial Day holiday. Husband about to fly to the other side of the country. Kids busy with their own things, building their own lives. Ex-lover and boyfriend in a self-imposed exile several thousand miles away in California. I caught myself in the mirror, wondering how come I was so alone on this day when...

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The Next Morning The Judge Cooke Series 7

Introduction: I hope that you all like this continuation, of the true stories in the Judge Cooke Series. The next morning, after I had watched Judge Cooke fucking his daughter, she and I went down to breakfast. As we entered the formal Dinning Room, Judge Cooke stood. He walked over to pull the chair our for me to be seated. He then did the same for his daughter, Sharon. We were served by the young black woman, that we had watched him fuck. As she moved to the left of him to serve, he reached...

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Introduction: This is a true account of spanking that fueled a lifelong desire. This does contain descriptions of events that happened when I was young. If this offends you please do not continue to read this. Remember, that you are an adult, and you have the right to make your own decision to read this. Please let me know if you would like for me to post other events that happened in my friends home between her Father and others. Please feel free to PM me or email [email protected] I lived in...

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Dear Judge

Dear Judge, Now I was supposed to write you this and explain how come the woman I accidentally did was not illegally done after all. What she was turned out to be the party of the first part of the party. I been told I was supposed to use legal words because that is what the defrocked lawyer that went to a mail order law school and has a real diploma and everything and is in...

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Robin helps out a judge and a young man too

The Judge asks a favor of Robin By Robin Young As my salon's reputation grew the first three years our clientele of wealthy women also grew. Houston has some very wealthy areas of the city where the men drive Mercedes Benz automobiles and the women stay beautiful, well dressed and perfectly coiffed. We specialize in pampering our clients with champagne and fine wines while we attended to their beauty needs. My lead stylist Andie has gained a reputation for giving the full treatment. By...

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The Life and Times of Judge MoonbatChapter 3

I was becoming more and more convinced that Leanne was not responsible for this comprehensive clipping collection. Unfortunately, no one else seemed to fit the profile of my mystery mailer any better. The only mystery woman in my life was Eve and she looked nothing at all like the whacky judge, not even enough to be a relative I didn't think. At least I was probably now done receiving collections of clippings, I thought. Wrong. There was a brief respite and then a new collection of...

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Dont Judge a Book Part 2 Chapter 22

 The evening of Sunday 17th JuneI got home from Veronica’s around six p.m. and wasn’t remotely surprised that the drive was empty, with no sign of Jill’s car there. Still absent, just like when I’d arrived home two days ago on Friday night and I’d patiently waited at home before heading out and watching her first try-out as a club manager.I smiled a wry smile to myself. Of course, she wasn’t back yet. Unlike Veronica, Jill had outgrown her motherly responsibilities and only had a husband to...

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Dont Judge A Book Part 2 Chapter 3

28th May 2018I guess we all have those seminal moments when a word offered really sticks in your mind. Never to be forgotten, often to be acted on. Well, one such piece of advice I received way back in my mid-twenties when I was going through a bit of a funk was ‘if your mind keeps going back to something, the only way you’re ever going to be able to get closure and move on is to confront that thing or that person.’ That however hard and painful this might seem, you really have no...

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Dont Judge a Book Ch 10

Tuesday 7th November 2017 Shit. Why had my husband replied like that? He knew damn well I was trying to move back a little from our newly open marriage for a few months. To get my bearings and make sure we weren’t doing something that might permanently damage our marriage and family. And here he was, having dressed me up and sent me to work in a sexy and revealing outfit for my boss’s enjoyment, now inviting me to stay out late with the same man.What wife, texting a husband that she’ll be...

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Never Judge a Book by Its Cover

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dont call her a skank

Introduction: This happened about 3 moths ago My wife and I decided go to the mountains for a week. So we rented a cabin and everything was going fine except no sex. First night she was too tired, the next night she was dirty and had a headache, by the third day I had enough and decided to take her on a long bike ride and hopefully when we got back and she showered she would be too tired to say no and just give in. And after mountain biking with her only wearing a sports bra and shorts there...

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Another time I was watching Judge Cooke Judge Cooke series 2

Introduction: Please read Spanking and Sexual Awakening first, so that you will understand the relationship I had when I was young,with Judge Cooke. I have changed the names to protect the family. Please comment, PM me or email me [email protected] It excites me to read your comments As I have written in a previous story, Spanking and Sexual Awakening, most of my sexual education came from being in the home of my friend Sharon, whose Father was a Judge. This is a true account of another time I...

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Our punishment at the hand Of Judge Cooke Judge Cooke 4

Introduction: You must read, Catching Judge Cooke under the stairs, to understand this story, as it is a continuation. The stories about Judge Cooke are true. We waited in Sharons Bedroom for Judge Cooke to come up to administer our punishment for disturbing him, while he was under the stair case fucking the young black woman that worked in the Kitchen. I wanted to talk to Sharons about what had happened. I wanted to ask her how she felt knowing that her Dad was cheating on her Mom. How she...

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Dont Judge A Book Part 3 Chapter 16

Tuesday 30th April 2019, early eveningThree cars parked on our driveway. That didn’t bode well, not exactly the start to a nice quiet evening with my recently estranged wife that I had been hoping for. Jill’s car – tick. The red 74 Firebird and Malcolm’s dark SVU – both unexpected and deeply unwelcome. That oh so familiar feeling of dread firing up in my gut like a six-point-two-liter V8 on steroids. Was this some kind of sick style cuckold-hotwife-bull intervention to which my invitation had...

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Dont Judge a Book Part 2 Chapter 20

Saturday 16th June 2018Malcolm led my tired-looking wife out of the door from the little room where he and the other three black guys had fucked Jill for four and a half hours, and then the screen went blank. With the screen now blank, suddenly the bedroom where Veronica and I were lying seemed a very quiet and empty place. After all the highs and lows and moans and grunts we’d been watching and listening to all night.Feeling physically and emotionally drained, although it was now light outside...

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Dont Judge A Book Part 2 Chapter 8

Wednesday morning, 30th May 2018My conversation with Jill had lasted so long that I didn’t have time for breakfast and had to make do with some brought in pastries and coffee when we got to our offices. But a missed breakfast was a price worth paying to talk to Jill and to hear her words of reassurance.Being driven across town I’d tried to concentrate on what the team was telling me, but my mind was fighting an internal war. Mostly reassured by Jill’s words about always coming home, and how...

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Dont Judge a Book Part 2 Chapter 5

Tuesday morning 29th May 2018I’d headed to bed at around midnight, but it was fully two-thirty on the Tuesday morning before I finally managed to fall asleep. Thankfully, my client meeting was in their office right next door to the hotel, so I was able to get out of bed as late as six and still shower, breakfast and prepare for the meeting.Of course, from when I awoke at six until I walked into the client meeting at eight, much of my mind was back in Florida, wondering what had happened after...

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Dont Judge a Book Ch 27

Saturday 5th May 2018What the hell were Charlotte and Jill doing sitting in Callan’s car at one a.m. in the morning? And what the hell were they talking about?As I stood staring through the misted windows of Callan’s car, it was Charlotte who spotted me first as our front door opens out onto the passenger’s side and so Jill hadn’t seen my approach. Before she’d spotted me, Charlotte had been in a heated discussion about something with my wife. But the moment she spotted me, Charlotte’s gaze...

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The Remainder Of The Night Of Sharons Special Time With Judge Cooke Judge Cooke Series 6

Introduction: I have had many emails regarding my stories. I would like to thank each of you. I thank all of you for your complements. ( For you Hariot) After Judge Cooke left the room, I wanted to talk to Sharon about what just happened. I wanted to know how it felt. Did she like it? I was hoping that she would turn over and face me, but she never did. I fell asleep, thinking the events were over. I dont know how long I slept. I awoke to a sound. The lamp was on and I could see clearly....

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Catching Judge Cooke under the stairs Judge Cooke Series 3

Introduction: As I have explained in my previous stories, Spanking and Sexual Awakening and Another time I was watching Judge Cooke this is another account of true events that added to my sexual knowledge Sharons Father, Judge Cooke provided most of my sexual knowledge . Later in life I realized that he had been kinky to say the least! I often wondered, why we never told anyone about the sexual events, but I guess we knew he was the ultimate authority. Today, was the same as most days,...

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Love Session With Judge

Hi everyone, so enjoying the winters, well how much good it feel if you get the chance for new encounter in such chilling month of Jan. Anyways I am not teasing anyone and just coming to story, well this is the incident which happened in new year party . This time I planned to celebrate the party in our own society and the main reason was the safety concern and also the hot and young bhabi whom I stare every day and was getting restless to at least fuck one among them. Even though I have many...

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A Shy Guys Notebook Part Two Following the Books Commands

James sat upright on his bed, with his legs crossed and hishands holding his head up. He just stared at the small, red notebook that lay in front of him, this mysterious gift that was granted to him. His own name was engraved on the front. It was almost like it was glowing, beckoning him to open it, to control reality even more. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the...

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The Life and Times of Judge MoonbatChapter 2

As for Leanne, our divorce was now long final and shortly after the end of my trial her parents drove over from Cincinnati to pick up her stuff. About time! I suspect more than a few mice had burrowed into her clothing boxes to nest but that was her problem for letting the boxes sit for nearly a full year. She lived with her parents for a while, moved out and then became involved in an abusive relationship with a guy who soon tired of her shit too. Then she moved in with yet another guy who...

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