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Maurice was very pleased with himself. He recently received a promotion to regional sales manager along with a very nice raise at the Thompson Insurance Company, the company where he worked. He could hardly wait to tell Miriam, his lovely blonde wife of ten years.
One of the VP's knocked on the door to his office. William Tyndall, the VP over the department came into Maurice' new office and closed the door. Mr. Tyndall casually sat on the edge of the new executive's desk.
"Hello, Maurice," he said. "Congratulations on your recent promotion. You have moved up very nicely now and have even greater promotion potential within the company, if you play your cards right. Do you know what I mean?"
"Ahh, no, Mr. Tyndall," replied Maurice. "I'm not exactly sure what you mean by playing my cards right." Maurice was really quite naive.
"Now that you are an executive, Maurice, please call me Bill."
Maurice was surprised at Mr. Tyndall's lack of formality. It was almost always grounds for termination if an employee didn't call Mr. Tyndall, "Mr. Tyndall."
"Bill" also had the derogatory nickname of "Billy Boy." It was rumored that if you were ever caught calling him that derogatory name, you would be fired right then and there on the spot.
"Maurice, the company has great plans for you. If you play your cards right, fortune and fame will come your way. Well, no, not really, but your future bonuses will depend upon you and your wife. Now that you are one of us, you and your lovely bride, what's her name? Miriam isn't it? Will be invited to participate in other Reindeer Games," he joked.
"Yes, sir, my wife's name is Miriam."
"You two have been invited to join our exclusive club which meets for drinks and dinner every Saturday night at the Thompson estate. You and your wife should really get dressed up for an intimate night of dining and dancing. Ol' Man Thompson really knows how to throw a helluva party."
"Let me check with my wife to see if we can make it, okay?"
"Sure, sure. Go ahead and check with the little lady. Oh, by the way," Bill said. "Have you two ever done any swinging before?"
"My wife's the dancer in our family. I can do a little Foxtrot or a two-step sometimes but I don't know how to swing."
Bill laughed.
"Maurice, I'm not talking about dancing when I talk about swinging. I'm talking about wife-swapping. We're a tight-knit group here, Maurice, and we always take care of our own."
"Oh," was all that Maurice could mutter.
"Don't you think that my wife, Tiffany, is pretty?"
"Gee, Mr. Tyndall, I mean Bill," Maurice stuttered once again. "She's very pretty."
"We both swing within the group. I enjoy the company of other women and my wife enjoys having sex with other men. She has already told me that she had designs on you. All of the wives are beautiful. That was one of the criteria for hiring you. Your own wife is a gorgeous blonde. Wouldn't you like to sleep with my wife?"
The question caught Maurice off-guard.
"Wow, Bill, I never considered it before," Maurice lied. He lusted after Tiffany Tyndall from the very first moment that he had laid eyes on her.
"After you and your wife join our little group, my wife can be yours anytime you want," Bill explained. "Now, of course, remember that when you join the group your wife joins as well. I think that your wife is very sexy. Do you have a problem with other men seeing your wife at times?"
"How often are we talking about here?" inquired Maurice.
"Maybe once or twice a week. Sometimes more when a new couple joins but remember whenever your wife is with one of us guys, you get to choose who you would like to be with. You like that idea?"
"It's as simple as that?"
"Sure," Mr. Tyndall replied. "We even have an online scheduling tool on the computer accessible only by the group members. It's that easy. You sign in and see who's available and when. Some people are already scheduled a couple of weeks in advance but at the monthly party, none of the women are reserved. The women put their panties in a jar. We men get to pull a pair of panties out of the jar. Whoever is the owner of the panties is who we get that night. Anything goes that the two of you agree upon. Any other questions?"
"I don't think so. At least not for now. I might have some more questions later."
"Fine, don't hesitate to ask me or my wife, Tiffany. She might even give you a sample of her lovely charms if you are sitting on the fence about joining. I guarantee that once you have tasted my wife, you'll be back for more. Besides there are plenty of other great looking wives available for the group as well."
"How do I convince my wife to join? We've never even talked about swinging before." Maurice had his doubts that Miriam would ever agree to any such thing. Would she allow him to sleep with another woman? What about Miriam? Would Maurice allow another man to fuck her? He wasn't sure of the outcome, but his dick had already made the decision for him.
"Your wife had a lot to do with you being where you are now. She's a foxy little MILF that ol' Man Thompson really took a liking to at the last office party."
"A MILF?" questioned Maurice.
"Yea, you know, 'A Mother I'd Like to Fuck.' Haven't you heard that term before, eh, Maurice?"
"Ahh, no Sir, I haven't," stuttered Maurice.
"Ever since your lovely little wife had a baby last year, Mr. Thompson started to notice her, especially since she lost all of her excess weight from being pregnant. Mr. Thompson likes his women tall but shapely, just like your pretty wife. He wants you and her to join our little group. Of course, if you didn't join us, you could still stay with the company but you would probably have limited assignments and seen the last of your promotions and pay raises. There are many other perks available to group members as well. We buy your wife a new BMW convertible; she gets to pick the color. You get a big BMW SUV. The Firm will pick up all the car expenses, even gas, maintenance and insurance."
"You and your wife," Bill continued. "Will need to move into a bigger house. The Firm provides you a no-interest loan. You can get up to five hundred thousand with no money down. Put fifty thousand down and the Firm will loan you up to seven hundred fifty thousand dollars. What do you think, Maurice? Can you put down fifty thousand on a house? Hell, I'll personally loan you the fifty thousand down payment. We want you and your pretty blonde wife in the group that much."
Maurice was still dumb-founded. He couldn't believe his own ears. Here his boss was talking about the owner of the Firm where he worked wanting to have sex with his wife, Miriam. Maurice had never before thought about wife-swapping but he had always heard that variety is the spice of life and, lately, his sex life with Miriam had become a little stale. Maurice had to smile to himself. Just thinking about the other executive's good-looking wives made his own dick stir in his pants. Now here he was talking about financial incentives that could add up to almost a million dollars. This is an offer that would be hard to turn down.
"Oh, one other thing, Maurice, the Firm will pay for any of your children's college tuition or expenses. They can even go to Harvard or Yale if they can get in. It's a scholarship that worth well over one hundred thousand dollars if they go to a private university."
"Gee, Bill," Maurice hesitated before answering. "I'm not so sure that Miriam will go along with this. I'm the only man that she's ever been with."
"Don't worry about that," Bill said. "You know my wife, Tiffany, don't you?"
"Sure, I do. You have a very attractive wife, Bill." In his head, Maurice pictured Bill's pretty blonde wife. Maurice would give his left nut just to spend a night alone with her.
"Tiffany is very persuasive. We want you in the group and she'll get Miriam to agree to the two of you joining. You do want to join our little club, don't you Maurice?"
"Of course, I do. It's just that I don't think Tiffany will be able to convince my wife to be with another man or even let me be with another woman," Maurice replied.
"If Tiffany can talk your wife into joining our little club, Maurice, do you think you can handle being with one of our wives for the evening to do anything you want?"
"My gosh, Bill," Maurice responded with a smile. "All of the executive's wives are drop dead gorgeous. Who wouldn't want to spend a night with one of them?"
"They're all very pretty, aren't they, Maurice? Your wife will fit into the group very nicely. Even Ol' Man Thompson's wife is a real looker. She was Miss Alabama just twenty years ago. Evelyn Thomas is still a very attractive woman even after turning forty this past year."
Maurice thought that Evelyn Thomas was a true beauty. He was just ten years old when she won the Miss Alabama Pageant. Maurice remembered watching the TV program and he had thought about her a lot since then. Evelyn was his first of many wet dreams when he was an adolescent. While he was a young teenage boy, he jacked off at night to her picture from a Playboy photo shoot. Maurice just about wore out Evelyn's centerfold picture.
"The real question is, Maurice," Bill continued. "Can you handle your wife being with another man?"
Maurice had been oscillating between feeling guilty by thinking about being with other women and the excitement of sleeping with the wife of one of the other executives. He also had feelings about his own wife being with another man. Maurice was jealous on one hand but was aroused thinking about his wife getting fucked by someone else. It was all kind of strange to him.
"Bill, I'm kinda embarrassed to admit this but I've actually thought about my wife being with another man before. It kinda turned me on but I'm sure that Miriam would ever hear of it."
"Maurice, you would be surprised what runs through our wives' pretty little heads. I think that Tiffany will get your wife to go along with it. My wife and your wife are playing tennis at the country club tomorrow morning. I'll have Tiffany talk to Miriam. Besides, joining our club will do you good. Not only will you get some great pussy but it will be even better for your career here at Thomas Insurance. Why don't you just plan on being there Saturday night? Okay?"
"Thanks, Bill. I hope that I won't disappoint you."
"Don't worry, Maurice. I don't think that either you or your wife will disappoint us. See you Saturday night."
"Good-bye, Bill."
That was all there was to it. Maurice couldn't believe that he had just been invited to join the executive swing club. He thought of Evelyn Thomas and all of the other executives' wives. His dick just plain hurt.
Saturday morning came and Maurice went off to the country club in his new black BMW X-5 SUV to play a round of golf with Bill Tyndall and one of his new clients.
After golf, Bill and Maurice were in the showers together. Maurice couldn't help but see what his boss had dangling between his legs. Now Maurice knew why Bill Tyndall was called "Billy Boy" behind his back. It was the smallest penis that Maurice had ever seen on a grown man. Most boys had a dick bigger than Bill's by the time they were in sixth grade. While Maurice wasn't huge by any means, he certainly had a lot more manhood than his boss. That's probably why Bill's wife had been so eager to join the club when they were invited to do so several years ago.
Miriam drove her new white Bimmer convertible to the country club to play tennis with Tiffany Tyndall.
Both of the pretty blonde wives played a nice game of tennis. During one of the breaks between sets, Tiffany cast the bait and set the hook.
"Miriam, there's a special club that Bill and I belong to that would like to extend an invitation to you and Maurice to join. You know it's not your typical organization. We dress up and get together for some real fun. Have you ever thought about being with another man before other than your husband?"
"I don't know about that. Maurice asked me a couple of times to do that sort of thing but I refused. I don't think that I could do something like that in front of my husband. What would he think? Remember now, I'm married"
"Miriam, of course you're married. Bill and I are also married but that doesn't keep us from having fun with somebody else. We are all married. You are still living in the nineties. They even have a TV show now called "Trading Spouses." Believe me, it's not like it used to be. It used to be that the guys got to cat around at night while we wives stayed home and slaved all day at home cooking, cleaning and taking care of the house. Now that we are sexually liberated, it's time for us to have some fun ourselves. You'll have a lot of fun, too. All the guys in the club treat us really, really special. Think of it this way. By joining our special little club, you'll be helping your husband's career and having a load of fun at the same time. There are a lot more perks to joining than just what meets the eye."
Miriam was very reluctant at first but before the gals finished showering in the dressing room, the deal was done. Miriam saw how lovely Tiffany looked naked and figured that if one of the VP's wives would do something as risqué as this, then maybe it wouldn't so bad after all for her after all.
Tiffany saw Miriam's trim, lithe body. She knew that the pretty blonde wife would be withering under someone real soon.
There was something very convincing about Tiffany because Miriam found herself saying, "Okay, we'll join."
Maurice was even more excited than his wife. He couldn't believe that Miriam had agreed to go the swing party with him tonight. Maurice had to smile to himself as he watched his wife get ready. She had taken a long bubble bath as she drank a glass of her favorite white wine to relax. While he was taking a shower he could see her through the misty glass as she shaved her legs and underarms. He even spied on her as she trimmed her curly blonde pussy hair into a tiny triangle pointing down towards her love opening.
"Wow," he thought to himself. "Miriam is really beautiful tonight. Will I get jealous when she is getting fucked by another man?"
Maurice didn't think so. His own dick got hard just thinking about his wife being with another man. Besides he would have his own chance to be with one of the other executives' lovely wives.
Miriam and Tiffany had gone shopping for some new outfits after their tennis match that morning. That evening, Miriam put on a slinky new black dress that fit perfectly in all the right places. Between her boobs, her butt, her legs and her face, her husband thought that there wasn't one thing that he didn't like about his wife. She hadn't looked this sexy for quite some time.
They arrived at the Thomas Mansion a little before the appointed hour. Maurice' new BMW SUV fit in with the other executives' cars. His boss, Bill, drove a Mercedes SUV, one drove a Porsche SUV and yet another drove a new Land Rover. This could turn into another Peyton Place or possibly even the Stepford Wives, but then that's another story.
Dinner was absolutely fabulous. Maurice couldn't remember a meal as good.
There were a total of six couples with Maurice and Miriam being the youngest ones there. The other men were in their late forties and fifties but looked very fit and distinguished. Their wives were all younger, beautiful blondes.
"I certainly wouldn't kick any of them out of my bed," thought Maurice.
The host, Tommy Thompson, had quite a reputation. He had been known as "Tommy Gun" or "The Thompson Submachine Gun" when he was younger.
Tommy Gun could still give even Hugh Hefner a run for the money in the lovemaking department. It was rumored that he could still stay hard all night long driving all the women crazy.
Tommy Gun cleared his throat before he spoke.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," he began. "As we do the first Saturday night of every month, my wife and the other girls will go next door and take off their panties. They'll put them in this jar. The guys get to select their partner for the night by pulling a pair of panties out of the jar. It's really only a cookie jar but I call it my "Nookie" jar. See the little kitty cat on the side? A little pussy never hurt anybody. Come on now, Ladies, step right next door and take off those pretty little panties for us. Don't be long now, ya hear?"
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Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...
Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...
Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...
Fantasy & Sci-Fifrom my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...
When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...
“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...
Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...
The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...
Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...
The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...
Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...
Fantasy & Sci-FiEsther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...
When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...
Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...
Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...
"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...
Lesbian“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...
He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...
It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...
Athena - 1 "Look at that stream! We should stop and go swimming!" Athena exclaimed as we barreled over a small bridge in the work van. I stop the van and put it in reverse and stop again, this time on top of the small bridge. I peer out of the window and gaze upon the stream. The water was crystal clear and as still as glass. I could see an almost perfect reflection of the trees on it's surface. "but we don't have bathing suits..." I responded. My response was flirty in...
Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...
There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...
Clothesline[This story is part of the Leather in Lawnville series.] Clothesline By DuskPetersonYou can tell a lot about a guy from where he shops. Take my friends, who have specialized tastes. Some of them spend their time at the hardware store, while others take an interest in our town's fabric shop, which has needles and pins that make them drool. Still others hang out at the department store, eyeing the cutlery collection. Somehow all of us end up rubbing shoulders at the town's jacket...
“I don't like it” Ian muttered before taking a sip of his jet black coffee. “Don't like what?” Marco asked in between bites of his reheated chicken parmesan. The two sat in one of Athena Corp's many cafeterias. They were chatting over lunch, as they did most days. The talk of fellow co-workers buzzed around them. It was a cacophony of commiseration over the many drastic changes to the corporate hierarchy in recent weeks. “What do you think I'm talking about?!? The shakeup! The layoffs....
Once a upon a time, a long long time ago yesterday in fact. Today I began my plan to catch the elusive one. The one who rescues clothespins from clotheslines. The plan was a simple one to string up 7 clotheslines facing the wind knowing that if she was near that she might hear the cries of the clothespins. Now that the 7 lines were up I just had to wait and hope the wind would do it's job and carry the cries of the clothespins. This quest started years ago when I first put a clothespin on my...