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As far as business trips go this one was a bust. The client I was to meet with had a burst appendix two hours into our first meeting and had to be carried off to the hospital. As a result I was home two days early. Beverly's car was in the driveway; good, I thought, I was horny as a goat and a round in the sack and a good dinner at Carl's Chop House would do me just fine.
I walked in the house and hollered, "Bev, I'm home." No answer. Maybe she was taking a nap. I carried my suitcase into the bedroom and stopped dead at the sight in front of me. What are you supposed to do when you walk into your bedroom after a two-day absence and find it looking like a whorehouse? A pair of high heels lying on the floor with a pair of black lace panties draped across the toe of one - panties with a thin white crust on the crotch band; an open box of condoms on the bedside table and three used condoms tied off and thrown into the waist basket by the bed. There was another used condom floating in the toilet bowl, and the room fairly reeked of sex. It was pretty obvious to me that my bride was using my absence to play around, and I wondered how long it had been going on.
I went downstairs to the kitchen and got myself a beer from the fridge. I noticed that the answering machine had several messages so I hit the play button. Two telephone solicitors and then a mans voice followed the time stamp for yesterday, "I'll be there at 5 Babe. Are we staying in or going out? Give me a call." Another solicitor and then a mans voice with today's time stamp, "Yo Bev. I got the beer and the condoms. I'll see you at 4. Bye." A woman's voice was next, "Beverly, you slut. Did you have to take both of them? God, I was hoping I'd get the cowboy. Call me."
I looked at my watch, it was 1:15 and 'beer and condom boy' was due at 4 so Bev should be coming home pretty soon to get ready for her date. I went to the home security panel and selected Outside Lights. I toggled the program button until it read Intruder Alert and I selected that function. Now, whenever someone triggered the motion detectors a chime would also sound. I went up the stairs to my den, which was directly across the hall from the bedroom. Since we never closed the bedroom door, I gambled that she wouldn't close it now, and that I should be able to see whatever went on through a crack in the den door. I worked on business papers for about an hour until I heard the Intruder Alert chime. I got up and closed the door just enough so that I could see and I waited.
Bev came through the front door and was running up the stairs. She hurried into the bedroom and started picking things up and putting them away; high heels into the closet, condoms into the bedside table drawer, and used condoms down the toilet. I wondered how many condoms had made the trip and I hoped that I would never find out the hard way - a clogged drain and a call to a plumber. Bev stripped of her clothes and headed for the shower and as soon as I heard the water running I went down stairs and reset the alarm system so the chime would not go off and went back to the den. The shower stopped and Bev came into view drying herself with a towel and I watched as she prepared herself for her company. Beige nylons, garter belt, black bustier and high heels. I got a raging hardon just watching that woman dress. She might be an unfaithful bitch, but she could always turn me on. She put on a black lace negligee and did a couple of turns in front of the mirror apparently satisfied with what she saw. The front door bell rang and Bev headed down the stairs.
It was almost half an hour before Bev and her 'friend' came up the stairs. Her negligee was gone, condom boy was naked and Bev was pulling him along by his cock like it was a leash. He was not a bad looking guy, a little shorter than I was, I'm 6'2", but he definitely had the edge on me in the cock department. Was that what this was all about? Cock size? He was a least two inches longer that me, but I was bigger around by one or two inches. They must have done all their foreplay downstairs because she rolled a condom on him and they got on the bed and went right at it - just straightforward fucking. Oddly enough, I was turned on watching him do the 'old in and out' with my wife. That was something about myself that I'd never known. Was I a voyeur, or did I just get turned on watching my wife? I'd need to think about that.
Dans le Murs – Part XIV Synopsis: Colin has returned to Lille encountering the mysterious Fatima on the way. As Grand master Designate he is required to conduct an interrogation into a possible infiltration. The methods used by the interrogators are extreme and Colin is forced to justify their use to his own conscience. During this encounter he challenges the future role of Lalith, the Grand Priestess. The pair return to the Grand Master to report. Now read on. Part 14 – Defectives and...
Erotic FictionDans le Murs – Part IX Synopsis: Colin witnesses another Cult ceremony after which he is selected for a prestigious project in Thailand and assigned Nahdya, a beautiful 23-year-old Thai woman, as his partner. Simone has thrown another tantrum but now seems to be more stable. Now read on. Part IX – Bangkok Authors note: As this is written in the UK any reference to the ‘Age of Consent’ is to the age in the UK, which currently stands at 18 years. Whilst consensual sexual relations between a...
Erotic FictionDans le Murs – Part VII Synopsis: Colin has assisted Mme Lestrade with her Asian and African acquisitions and has performed the form of punishment to Therese that she feared most. Colin became an outrageous counsellor and Simone has been fascinated by his technical systems. Now read on. Part 7 – Sonia and Pippa Authors note: As this is written in the UK any reference to the ‘Age of Consent’ is to the age in the UK, which currently stands at 18 years. Whilst consensual sexual relations between a...
Erotic FictionDans le Murs – Part V Synopsis: Colin has been headhunted by the highly secretive society called Balthazar. He has been through an initiation ceremony, which he thought was highly illegal, but was, through a subterfuge, nothing more than public sex. The link between the JOKER film unit and Balthazar is established with Colin being cornered by Madame Lestrade in an attempt to assist her. Now read on. Part 5 – Simone Authors note: As this is written in the UK any reference to the ‘Age of Consent’...
EroticDans le Murs – Part VIII Synopsis: Simone has discovered Sonia and Pippa, two of her compatriot school friends, performing for JOKER and involved Colin in their education. The pair supervise filming with the teenagers and Simone persuades Colin to allow her to accompany him to the Sect. Now read on. Part 8 – Advancement Authors note: As this is written in the UK any reference to the ‘Age of Consent’ is to the age in the UK, which currently stands at 18 years. Whilst consensual sexual relations...
Erotic Fiction15 to much and have 12 Dans le Murs – Part VI Synopsis: Colin has met the delightful Simone who, despite her tender years, is attracted to him. After spending an exhausting night with her and freaking out an old lady in the park, Colin returns to Beaumetz. There is a family tragedy so Colin takes Simone under his wing and she finds a role at JOKER. Now read on. Part 6 – Eastern Psychology Authors note: As this is written in the UK any reference to the ‘Age of Consent’ is to the age in the UK,...
EroticDans le Murs – Part XII Synopsis: Colin and Nahdya have escaped from Bangkok. While Nahdya recovers in hospital in Port Blair, Colin is interrogated by Indian security but is able to relocate to the local temple in Delhi with the help of a senior civil servant. He meets up with Amitav and his group who are planning an attack on Mrs T. Even here, spies abound and care must be taken but Colin convinces the hierarchy that it is in everybody’s interest to allow the partnership to continue. Now read...
Erotic FictionDans le Murs – Part IV Synopsis: Colin deVilliers is now hooked on the pleasures of the flesh he has experienced at the orphanage. After watching filming of the first scenes, experiencing Anne-Lise, a young Senegalese girl and a midnight orgy shared with some of the students he realises that there is no way back to his mundane life with Tessa, his wife Even the stand-offish Therese had helped him when he needed relief. Now read on. Part IV – The Sect Authors note: As this is written in the UK...
EroticDans le Murs – Part XI Synopsis: Colin and Nahdya travel to Bangkok and are forced to abandon their primary plan. They meet instead Mrs T, a fearsome, mentally unstable criminal gang leader who will go to extremes to get her way. The couple fall out with her; Nahdya is tortured while Colin is imprisoned but escapes to rescue his love. During the escape Nahdya is critically injured while Colin is also shot. They make their escape by sea, are pursued but rescued by the Indian Navy to Port Blair...
Erotic FictionDans le Murs – Part III Synopsis: Colin has been gripped by the lure of filmmaking with the JOKER organisation, has met and made love to the captivating Anne-Marie. Selection of students at l’ecole has been completed and a start is about to be made with the film. Now read on. Part III - Filming Begins After thanking all those involved we made our goodbyes to Claude-Yves and Anne-Marie and drove, via a nice little cafe, back to the studio. We had arranged that I should become a semi-permanent...
EroticHey everybody, long time reader, first time poster. I couldn't get this story out of my head the past few weeks so I decided to put it to (digital) paper. Please feel free to leave a review, or you can contact me at [email protected] if you'd prefer. The usual caveats apply, and please don't repost this without permission. Thanks for reading! _________________________ Small Towns and Homecomings By Akira Marx Where was that line from, "You can never go home again?" Maybe it...
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"Nope. Not for now. You have to see the doctor, first. I'd hate to do something wrong, through ignorance. You agree, Peggy?" "Yes, I see what you mean. You do things right, don't you, Trevor?" "I do my best, Peggy. At least, I try to, when I know what I am doing." The remainder of that day went smoothly. Peggy produced a satisfactory evening meal, and all the babies behaved themselves – almost! There were the usual "feed me!" or " change my nappy" cries, but their mothers coped...
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"Governor! How nice to hear from you again. That bag of diamonds set me up with a new house, a car, and some cash invested for the future; and my experience with you has got me a consultant post with the university. If I can do anything for you, fire away!" "Terence, We are looking at another new planet that has a huge amount of forests covering the land. The Personalia have taken samples for us of all the tree species, so we need appropriate experts to examine these samples and tell us...
"Really? What does our advert require?" "Your advert needs to state the basics: your company name, its address and contact details, and the barest detail of what you sell. You want readers to contact you for detailed information, based on their own requirements. For instance, what is your company name?" "Rehome Seed Distributors." "Then, how about: "Rehome Seed Distributors, Home Street, Metropolis. Quality seeds and plants for the best farming results. Contact Fred at (phone...
"Stop? STOP? Don't be estupido, girl. I will happily make love to my pregnant wives as many times as I possibly can, until you are too large in front to be comfortable with my attentions. I love you girls, and want to love you to bits all the time ... a father; just think of it! I don't care whether you each have a son or a daughter. They are the children of our loins, and so worthy of bringing up in a loving environment." Euphemia brought him back to the nitty gritty. "Darling, will...
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