Most men would freak out, I admit it. The thought of being married and having to share a hotel room with the hot, younger Teaching Assistant is a torturous nightmare. Lucky for me, my wife is the coolest fucking wife I could have, and she gave me the green light to mess around
I noticed him from afar. Wearing a brown leather jacket, some jeans, his hair slicked back, and his phone in hand. He was standing waiting for his stop, I was sitting, resting my body after a killer workout the day before.
I love posting here, I mentioned in an earlier post that the attention is something I crave, I love men seeing my body and imagining all of the things they want to do to me.
I work for a huge retail company, I won’t name it but it’s very expensive, very elite and we have a strict client list that we essentially pander to and know everything about. The people that shop in the store that I work at are usually loaded, have money to burn, and quite frankly are usually assholes.
I know a lot of women are going to read this and either think I’m crazy but believe me when I say you should consider letting your bestie fuck your boyfriend.
I had just moved to the city. It was pretty exciting because I had spent so long in the suburbs. All of the people, bars, and restaurants were enticing, and the only downfall was the fact that I could no longer afford a townhouse.
I am a bored, lonely housewife. My husband is never home and when he is he doesn’t pay any attention to me.
Some of you wanted to know what the deal was, how I managed to find a girlfriend was up for this sort of thing, and quite honestly I can say I have no idea how I got so lucky.
My boyfriend didn’t think I could fuck his best friend. I knew I could and we couldn’t settle it.
It started one night last year when Abby and I were camping. It’s one of our favorite things to do as a couple, but we usually pick popular campsites full of people. Sex never seemed like it could happen on those trips.
