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I have been standing out in the corridor by myself for nearly a half-hour. Our Golden Retriever, Rex, sat beside my feet for company. He had fretted and gripped against my pants leg as I have been since Doris led her lover Marcus into our bedroom. Sometimes I rest my ear against the door to listen in; Doris had left the key in its place so I could not peep inside. I heard mild grunts and squeaks and bumps, sounding like the bed was moving or banging against the wall. My breath formed most on the door. My hand grabbed at my crotch. Twice I had scurried away to a nearby toilet to jerk-off. My head was filled with images of what they were doing in the bedroom. Marcus was giving Doris the fuck of her life. I have been fortunate to watch them fuck the first time in the living room a week ago. Doris had warned him to sit and remain quiet, to which he did. He had bottled up his urges while he watched Marcus make mincemeat of his wife. Doris had screamed. She had whimpere...

Enjoy this excerpt from 'The Suburban Wives Club' *     *     *     *     *  Monica eyes inched open to the wonderful sight of morning sunshine shimmering through the window curtains.  Her head was resting on her right arm, she noticed.  She retrieved her left arm from where it lay and turned over on her back to encounter someone asleep beside her.  Her lips curled into a smile as she rested on her left arm to curdle alongside her lover. Simon lay on his backside with his eyes shut.  Susurrus-type breathing escaped his nostrils.  He had spent the night with her whereas Daniel enjoyed himself in the spare bedroom across from their daughter’s.  He had left them to be with each other, promising to take drive daughters to school in the morning.  Monica pushed the bed covers off to see more of his naked self.  She rested her face against his chest and lightly kissed his torso. “You awa...

It was a Saturday night and I had a client to serve; plus, I was horny . We drove into the driveway of the Piedmont Hotel, my husband and I.  Usually I prefer going to my clients alone, but for months my husband has begged to allow him tag along so he could watch me in action.  He gets into a sulking mood whenever he sees me gearing up to venturing out into the evening.  I didn’t want to return home and listen to him whining again, so reluctantly I said yes but with conditions: I’m in charge and he’s to follow my lead and do whatever I want and never make a noise or grip about anything.  He was all smiles when he said yes and gave me a kiss of good luck, like I don’t already have that. My date for the night was a businessman from out of state.  He contacted me via my website and after going through my preliminary questions we’d opted on meeting.  I had no idea though how he was going to take seeing me with my husband Dean, but we’d just ha...