All Chapters of Steamy Dreams : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"Which one did you like best?" She asked."They were all fantastic," I replied, truthfully. She gave me a tight little smile of satisfaction. I could tell she was pleased with my response.There was a couple of minutes silence as we drove on."Are you taking me straight home?" she asked, impishly, "because I know somewhere where we could park for a while."My heart was pounding hard. Every sensible bone in my body was telling me not to do it, but, I knew it was exactly what I wanted to do.Then I heard her say, "There's a quiet place just here. "So, following her directions, I swung the car off the road and along a dark track. It was pitch black as I switched off the headlights......... We were all alone and I was gazing into her beautiful face in the moonlight.Then she knelt up on the seat and slowly started to undress. Off came her skirt, followed by her blouse. Then her hands were reaching behind to unclip her bra. I opened my mouth to tell her to stop, but, nothing came out. Bec

I felt so stunned I couldn't even speak. Vince had made it sound like it was a one-time thing, just a slip-up. And now I find out that he'd been trolling online for hookers? What a dirty shitty thing to do to his wife. A woman he swore he loved and didn't want to lose. As far as I was concerned, he didn't deserve her.I stroked her back. "Kirsty, I am so sorry. I had no idea."She sniffled against my shirt, while I held her close. "So, he lied to you, too?""From what he said, I honestly thought it was just a mistake, a moment of weakness.""That's pretty much what he told me at first. When I confronted him because I could tell he'd been with someone, before I'd even checked his phone, he said he had too much to drink at the stag, and he found himself in bed with a woman he'd never seen before. And he said he wasn't even sure if they had sex, but he didn't think so, because he was too drunk to do anything. When in fact, I discovered that lying sack of shit was online, looking to hooku

These days, when it came to sex, Gina could take it or leave it because to quote the old Guitarist singer BB King, 'The thrill was gone.' If she didn't have any sex, then she didn't really miss it; when she did get it, she found sex to be a repetitive and quite nice event rather than the awesome and erotic pleasure that her fantasies told her it could be. But who was she kidding, she missed it like hell, she just pretended not to, she didn't want to leave it, but right now she had no damned choice.She wanted escape, she longed for excitement, she wanted a lover that would make her fantasies come true, a man that could really kiss, a man that wasn't frightened of talking dirty and all that went with that. She knew that he had to be out there somewhere and she had decided to make more effort to do something about it. Tonight she would sign up to one or two of those sex sites that she had heard so much about; how hard could it be?She'd get something nice to cook, buy herself a good bot

"I do," I said, gazing into the beautiful blue eyes of my new bride, Grace. She looked up at me and my heart was full to bursting with love for this amazing woman.Sounds of clapping and hollers filled the air as our friends and family celebrated around us. The band struck up a song and the party began. We would be leaving in a few days on our honeymoon. Today was just the beginning.Several hours later I realized that I hadn't stopped to use the toilet all day, and my bladder was starting to complain, especially after several drinks. I was definitely feeling good, buzzed but not drunk. As the band continued to play, I kissed Grace on the cheek. "I need to go inside for a bit, Grace."She looked at me quizzically. "My bladder is going to burst," I whispered, "I'll be back in just a few minutes."I kissed her on her cheek once again and headed into my house -- our house now. Walking past my office I noticed Grace's college-aged daughter, Mia sitting on the sofa talking on her phone sof

"Piper, sweetie, are you home?"I pulled my earbud out of my ear and tossed it on the bed. "Yeah, up here!"I heard the loud footsteps of my stepfather, Jack, walking up the stairs before he poked his head in."Did you eat dinner?"I shook my head. "No, I just got home from my afternoon class." I was finishing up my freshman year at college, and the semester was nearing finals week."Are you hungry?"Smiling, I nodded.Jack smiled and closed the door behind him.I abandoned my studying and flopped back on the mattress. Class had been long and I needed some stress relief. Jack would be occupied for at least 20 minutes with dinner... My eyes fell to my nightstand drawer as I thought about the pretty pink vibrator that laid inside. That usually made me feel better.As I sat up, I quietly reached into my drawer and pulled it out, turning it on, and laying down. I tweaked my nipple and moved the vibrator down my body, under my sweatpants, until it touched my clit. My hips jolted off the be