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I was five months pregnant, but not showing much. Not enough to start with maternity clothes anyway. The problem was my husband. He was treating me like a porcelain doll he was afraid he’d break. I assured him that the doctor had said that sex would be okay as long …

When the story I’m about to tell you happened, I was just twenty-one, engaged to be married, and desperately unhappy. Jeff and I had been engaged for six months and I knew that I’d made a major mistake but I didn’t have any idea of what to do about it. …

It has come to my attention, for some time now, that my bastard of a husband is cheating on me. I’d be lying if I said I was surprised, bu—fuck. Judy winced then reluctantly stopped writing, and let her squinting eyes look through her window for a second. It was …

The girl with the long dark hair lost again. Slowly, tantalizingly, she pulled her t-shirt over her head, revealing that she was wearing nothing whatsoever underneath. Her small, firm breasts were the same golden color as the rest of her skin, with the aureolae a darker chocolate brown. All that …

Crissy Adams squirmed in bed and sighed. She opened her eyes and squinted against the morning sun shining in through the curtains of her bedroom window. “Oooooh,” she murmured softly, gliding her hands under the sheet. A hot shiver swept over her hot virgin body as her hands settled on …

It had been a long day. I was driving back from visiting family in New York. If I pushed it a bit the first day I could sleep late and have a more leisurely drive the second day. I’d been making this drive for years, but at 60 I wasn’t …

I wonder what this is, she thought, staring at the envelope. Some mail I didn’t see? Looks interesting. She flipped it over to see “Fragile” stamped in official black ink. Must be business cassettes she reasoned. Probably old letters he’d dictated to his secretary for the past six months. It …

I had just finished up my semester at college when I got the call. My student job, with PCorps, was moving. My job was going to Bosnia, of all places, and did I want to come? “Who else will be going?” I asked over the phone. “The whole office is …

“I need you to fuck my wife.” It took me a second to register what he was telling me. I had received a lot of strange requests over the years in my job as a professional mediator, but this was a new one. The requestor, Derrick, was a client of …

It was that time of year again when I made my yearly visit to my Gynecologist and had my pussy checked over. I didn’t mind him really, he was gentle and had a great bedside manner, fatherly I would call him. He would sit and tell me stories of his …