My wife Jean is probably the most modest person I have ever met. Other than when we have sex I never see her naked. By accident I found a way I could spy on her. Eventually I try an experiment to see if another man could seduce Jean.
This is a re-posting of a story I submitted to asstr about four years ago, but has been re-edited slightly. It's the story of which I'm most proud so far. That means it has lots of story, and not much sex. People commented that I should take out the sex and post it as a "straight" story somewhere. But such sex as it has is pretty integral to the plot. So I'll leave this story here, since it has a niche on the fringes of erotica. Hope you like it. Make sure you bring a hanky ...
A slow elevator leads to a tryst on the staircase of a high-rise office building. Plumbing the depths of passion as cheating spouses look for love in all the wrong places.
I spotted my wife kiss her boss at their party house on the parade route. When she let my phone call go to voice mail, I knew our marriage is in trouble. Sometimes the good guy does win in a divorce case.
A Story from The Town Julie, haunted by a past she struggles to remember, wants to be restrained for desire, while her husband, Jack, believes it’s the only way to protect everyone from her. With the calm guidance of a supplier, they prepare for an uncertain future. A story that unfolds in the quiet aftermath of The Analyst - Chapter 26: Echoes of the Night.