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The touch lingers. I shift, pressing my thighs together. My pussy is already getting wet. This is ridiculous. They’re just being nice. But my body hasn’t been touched properly in weeks, and something about the way they look at me—like they can see straight through my polite smiles—makes me clench. Clara sets her wine down and scoots closer on my other side. “Let’s help you relax. Tell us what you really need out here.” The conversation drifts. They share stories about the other wives in the neighborhood. The secret parties. The way certain husbands travel and certain wives… entertain themselves. Their laughter is low and knowing.

Kathy, a 51 year old housewife becomes a sugar baby. Enjoy.. ******** My name is Kathy. This series of stories focuses on my most recent experience in pushing the erotic envelope. They are inspired by real life experiences, but are still largely a product of my imagination. In other words I took literary license to deviate a bit from actual events. What is authentic is the fact that at middle age I entered into a sugar baby lifestyle. The feelings and emotions I experienced are very real, even if I have altered the characters a tad.

We kissed to stay quiet. "Tell me how bad you want this," he whispered. "More than anything. Don't stop fucking me." We moved together, building heat. I came again, clenching around him. He filled me deep with his release. We lay tangled afterward, talking softly. He admitted the tension started years ago when our parents first married. I confessed the same. The conversation made us want each other more. The next day brought new risks. In the basement while wrapping gifts, he bent me over the old pool table and took me fast. Later in the garage, I dropped to my knees and sucked him while our dad worked nearby on the car. The adrenaline made every encounter explosive.

"Calm down, Chris. If you like it or not, this is the truth. She left a letter for her parents explaining that she was not sure about the marriage. " "What?? Not sure about this marriage?? Dad, we were high school sweethearts. And fate brought her in front of me after all these years and we fell in love again. Even though she wasn't pleased with getting married soon, she accepted it for me. We planned the whole wedding together from the flowers to everything… and now you are saying that she wasn't sure of the wedding?? " I huffed. "I don't know, son. Looks like she wasn't that much invested into the relationship that you did. And you know Granny's health, I can't risk her life when all she w

Not when one of them was me and I was fighting the hardest erection of my life. We lay down fully clothed at first. Awkward. Stiff. Trying to keep space between us. But the cold crept in fast. She shivered once, a small involuntary thing, and my body moved before my brain caught up. I shifted closer. Wrapped an arm around her waist under the blanket. She went very still. “Body heat,” I muttered. Voice hoarse. “Standard protocol, right?” “Yeah.” Her voice was small. “Standard.” Her back pressed against my chest. Her ass nestled right against my cock. I was so hard it hurt. Throbbing. Leaking. I could feel the heat of her through our layers and it was torture. Pure fucking torture.

“I… I don’t know, I should go home. This is wrong, Vic. I’m married.” Vic smiled, sliding her hand back under Izzy’s robe. “Your mouth says one thing, but your body is begging for more. You’re still soaked, baby. Feel that?” Izzy gasped as Vic’s fingers brushed her sensitive clit again. “Vic… please. We have early scenes tomorrow, I can’t stay.” “Then come to my hotel after wrap,” Vic whispered, kissing her neck. “I have something special for you. Something that will make you forget your boring husband for a few hours.”

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“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

Chloe asked with a concerned look. “Yeah..yeah am fine” I half smiled. “Okay...So” Chloe looked at me. “Well..it..uhm..you see...” I stuttered and Annie slammed her palm on her forehead. “Let me save you the stress” Annie said and I heaved a sigh of relief. Annie faced Chloe. “So here’s it. Will tell you a story.” “Okay...” Chloe replied leaning on her chair. “Well..There’s this Lady married to her college boyfriend.. he loves her and is good to her..You know, how early marriages is. Well, all of sudden, he changed and well...he started hitting her”

He collapsed onto the cushions, thighs spreading wide, the fabric of his shorts tightening over the bulge there accidental, but my eyes darted away fast, old crush stirring unwelcome heat low in my belly. I returned from the kitchen with a glass, handing it over. Our fingers brushed electric, lingering a beat too long. He drank deep, throat working, eyes meeting mine over the rim. "You're a lifesaver." We fell into talk, easy at first, his deployment stories, the endless sand and adrenaline crashes; my graphic design grind, the late nights tweaking logos for ungrateful clients. The air thickened with the late hour, words flowing intimate, but his gaze kept wandering. To the hem of my shorts