“But why?” I protest, “If he's worth ending an eight-year relationship then he ought to be worth telling your best friend about!”
“That's just it, I'm not sure if he is worth my leaving Ryan. Even though I don’t believe he was my soul-mate I wasn’t unhappy and neither was he. You know as well, that we truly did have a good thing going, but this other person sparks something in me that I can't really explain. And the sex is mind-boggling."
After a slight pause, Amelia continues to say "Anyway, I know you have a million questions that you are going to put me through and you won't stop until I relent. Let me just set you straight now so we don’t have to go through all of that and end up in a wicked fight.”
“Um, ok...” I said reluctantly.
“So here it is...I have no intention of telling you about my new man...leave it alone. Okay?” She sounds almost chipper.
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“Ryan! Amelia! It looks like the party has now arrived!” I say teasingly as I eye them both up and down.Amelia is wearing a champagne beaded dress with a deep neckline showing an ample amount of skin. Not to mention the hemline hits mid-thigh. Though she is barely in the foyer, she has managed to turn several admiring heads. Ryan looks dashing in a pale gray fitted suit with a darker gray pinstripe.Under the jacket, he's wearing a dark gray shirt and black skinny tie. His blonde hair has been tamed, slicked back Gatsby's style. Honestly, the two of them look like they bounced off the cover of a magazine tonight.“You sure clean up well.” I tease again. “Come in, get a drink. The food table is out back in the tent.”Strangely, Amelia only nods and smiles, I wonder just what has got her tongue. Ryan, on the other hand, spots a pal and saunters over to the bar where his friend is standing. Leaving Amelia and me by oursel
Looking in the mirror, I'm horrified by the person staring back at me. My eyes puffy coupled with dark circles, I look rough. I feel even worse.After applying a generous amount of eye cream to reduce the swelling and concealer. I finish by using far too much mascara and eyeliner attempting to create a sultry look to mask the tears. To my horror, I look like a Goth sister. Giving up, I throw my hair into a high ponytail and slip on a fitted black tracksuit.Much to my surprise, the house is perfectly clean. It's as if a cleaning crew came through overnight. Aside from a few catering items in the foyer that the caterer presumably will come back to pick up, everything is back to normal. I wish the rest of my life were that easy to clean up!The smell of coffee is wafting in the air. I follow my nose to the source in the kitchen where a freshly showered Marcus is standing at the stove just about to cook eggs. He looks up at me doing a double-take. His brow instantl
“Well, as you know, my friend Olivia lives just a few doors down from Amelia.”She pauses as I nod in acknowledgment.“So she said that she has seen a black convertible Porsche that is brand new at the house for the past couple of weeks. The car is there overnight like every night and leaves early in the morning.”I only nod again.She bites at her manicured nail then continues, “She also said that when she goes out to walk her dog late at night, she hears piercing shrieks coming from Amelia's house. At first, she said she thought it might be the television, but it's like every night so...”I get up from my seat and begin to pace in front of the fireplace.“If this is too uncomfortable for you I can stop.”“Oh no, continue. I think I must be a sadist because honestly, I want you to finish. Besides, it might be valuable information later. ” I fight back the quivering in my kne
The problem isn’t just that they were business partners, but that Grant is Charlie's godfather. It has been next to impossible to include him in our life since they had the fight that eventually dissolved the business partnership.Marcus is a good entertainment lawyer but Grant is a damned good talent manager and it has always bothered Marcus that he got more of the credit.Their undoing was derived from an argument that was literally over one of the talents they represented. He thanked Grant for everything he had done for him in his acceptance speech at the Grammys but never mentioned Marcus.So naturally, Marcus was livid and accused Grant of coaching the talent on who to thank and what to say. Naturally, the bad blood that had formed between them necessitated Grant moving his portion of the business to his house in the Colony in Malibu.There was no way they would have been able to separate the business without an embattlement that would have pro
Early Saturday morning I wake up to the sun shining in my room, illuminating it like I am floating on the wing of an airplane above the clouds. I lie staring at the ceiling while the birds chirp and the sounds of the ocean off in the distance beckon to me.My moment of happiness is cut short with the sound of Charlie coughing and wheezing. I hear it all the way in my room which alarms me. Springing out of bed I tie my silk robe around me as I hurry down the hall. He's still coughing and sputtering as I come through the door, his face is purple and blue.Rushing to his bedside table, I grab his inhaler and bring it to him as he is hunched on the floor with the small robot Grant gave him happily charging ahead on the floor beside him.Charlie, use your inhaler honey.” I insist.Taking it from me, he nods and takes a deep breath using the inhaler followed by two more stabilizing breaths. He is still coughing, but the color in his face is now pink from
On the way to the club, Charlie sings his favorite Carrie Underwood songs and chatters away happily while looking out the window, watching the world pass by in a blur. I watch the rearview mirror as Grant follows us in his sleek convertible.I giggle as we drive by crowds where people peer into the car assessing whether he is someone famous or just another Hollywood Mogul. In truth, I guess he is famous and a mogul of sorts. But if you suggested that to him, he would deny every bit of it.He loves his job and doesn’t see himself as anything other than an Irish import who has done well with grasping the American dream. For that, I certainly cannot disagree. His way of being humble to a fault has always been a trait that I admired in Grant, I often wished that he could impart a little bit of that humility onto Marcus.My soon to be former husband was and still is certainly full of himself. I often overlooked that flaw because, in the past, his good poi
Our attraction for one another has always existed but never explored until now.Nearly divorced, my desire for this man is no longer undeniable. I wrap my arms around his neck as he trails hot kisses down my neck toward my collar bone. Throwing my head back, he reaches his hands down grabbing my ass and pulling me close to him. So close that I feel his arousal against me, which sends tingles of pleasure rushing to my core.Having worked his way back up to my ear nibbling and tugging at my lobe, he rasps, “I want you, Laney, can I have you?”“Yes.” I breathe.”I waste no time in helping him out of his shirt exposing a sculpted physique with generous pecks and abs that he's clearly worked very hard to maintain. I refrain from gasping as he drops his pants revealing tight-fitting aqua blue low-rise trunks. His arousal is generous and ready for me.Tugging at my zipper, he peels my dress down to expose my black strapless b
“In that case, I'm afraid we are going to have an issue.” He waves his hand in the air, and a server instantly comes to our table. “Bring me a glass of scotch, no ice cubes.” He starts to look at me with scorn but then says to the back of the retreating server, “Make it a double.”His eyes nothing more than slits, for once, I am seeing this man for who he really is: a pompous, self-righteous...ass!“Now then, where were we? Oh yes, no way are you taking my son anywhere near that traitor and that is final!”“Then I guess we are at an impasse aren’t we Marcus? Because I have no intention of signing the divorce papers until I get what I want. Need I remind you that I can haul your ass in court and drag this out for years if I so choose? Oh and don’t forget that you get to foot the bill for that as well.” I hiss through clenched teeth.Suddenly he points his finger at me which is no more
"Keep fucking me like this and I might never leave,” Polly said as Dean thrust into her harder and harder from behind. “I never want you to leave, baby,” Dean said as he pulled her hair to thrust deeper into her. Polly was starting to get worried that Richard might be home anytime soon. She wanted to be home by then. Dean continued his thrusts as Polly’s excitement built up. Richard could never fuck her like this, he never made her come. Her pressure kept building up with his thrusts and her moans grew louder. He used his other hand to caress her boobs that were dangling downwards and pinched her nipples making her scream. “Fuck me harder!” She screamed, “come inside me!” Dean’s pace increased wildly and the sound of his balls slapping on her cunt was echoing in the room. She broke apart; her pussy walls closed in around his dick and her fluids coated it. He came right after her, his load shooting inside her and mixing with her fluids that coated his dick. She collapsed on th
Adam has been alone for as long as he could remember. He didn’t have any friends. He was a loner his whole life. In school, kids bullied him, either for his looks or for his nerdiness. He had always been good in studies, a straight-A student. Maybe that’s why he had no friends, and he always felt so alone. His parents were usually out of town on business and weren’t there to listen to him or accompany him. Sometimes he would even contemplate suicide but would always chicken out at the end. He was in college now and things were still the same. He tried to control his emotions everywhere but then would cry himself to sleep. He needed someone to share his feelings with. Maybe a therapist. He had sexual needs too just like every other guy his age. He knew he could get his sexual needs fulfilled at any prostitute's house, but the feeling of love wouldn’t be there. It would all just be meaningless. But it would at least be another human’s touch, his inner voice told him. Feeling despe
Reynold was standing there with his hand grabbing Kyle’s collar, seething. “That’s not fair, dude. I told you I found this girl hot, and you stabbed me in the back?” Did he find me hot? I would be blushing if I wasn’t so invested in their fight right now. “You both don’t have to fight. You can both have me,” I said, and their heads whipped toward me. “What?” They both said in unison. “Isn’t sharing caring?” I said in a sweet and innocent voice with the biggest doe eyes I could make. I wasn’t sure if this was going to work but I decided to take the risk. They both just stared at me for a whole minute, and it was the most awkward minute I had ever experienced. “What are you suggesting?” Reynold said with narrowed eyes, and I got more nervous. “A threesome,” I mumbled very quietly. It was complete silence for a minute or two, so I looked up to check if they were still there. They were. They kept staring at me and then started guffawing. I stared at them as they continued
The hardest thing about moving to a new town is the new school. I never wanted to leave my old school, but my dad got transferred here, and I had to leave all my friends behind. It was hard making friends in the first place for me as I was such an outcast. People found me weird for reasons I didn’t understand. This school wouldn’t be any different. We shifted easily, sending our stuff first through a friend of my dad, then we came two days later so most of our stuff was already unpacked. We arrived late at night. We had dinner and then mom asked us to go to bed since our first day of school started in the morning. I was nervous in the morning when I woke up, wondering what rumors the kids would spread about me in this school. I got ready in plain jeans and a T-shirt. Nothing too revealing. I said bye to mom, then got in the car with my dad and brother. The building of the school was just like any other. Plain brown. I got out and started walking in towards the receptionist’s des
"Out!" I shouted, pointing to the door. She grumbled, but left the room, I reached out to shut the door behind her and fell to my side. Defeated, I grabbed the water on my nightstand, and chugged it, then turned back to my husband with a smile, "My turn" I told him.I kissed him down his tummy, and he grabbed my thigh and flipped me around, so he could keep licking and finger fucking my pussy. I swallowed his cock, like the good little wife he loves, and kept it down my throat, letting myself slobber all over it. Then I sucked it all off, and massaged the base of his cock with my hand, while bobbing on the head of it, quickly. He moaned, and the vibration made my pussy clench in desire. I shoved his cock down my throat once more, and gagged all over it, when I lifted my head again it was drenched.I pulled away from his grip, and sat down on his throbbing dick, facing away from him. He loved to watch my ass as I rode him, and he thrust into me so hard. Then sat up to grab my tits, and
My husband is a sweet man, a good man, we've been together for 5 years, we have 2 children, and our first came very quickly into the relationship, needless to say, right from day one, we didn't get a lot of alone time.To top off covid mania, sleepless nights with crying children, and busy schedules, my husband also works shift work, two weeks away at a time, and when he's home, he runs a full-time business. Last year, everything culminated after our son was born, at the height of the first lockdowns, where we live, and our relationship grew tense.It's been a long year of ups and downs, but mostly, a long year of learning that if we want our relationship to survive, and thrive, we needed to seek outside help. Therefore, we got a therapist, and one of the issues I mentioned in our short bio to her, was that we needed help in the bedroom.In the last two years, there hasn't been much more than once or twice, where my husband and I actually took our time to enjoy each other physically,
"Maybe you need someone older and experienced, you seem like the type of girl that needs a lot of attention and affection", I said jokinglyThen she moved her hips as she was sitting on me. There was no doubt that she could feel my hard cock."Maybe you need to show me how I need to be treated", she said in a sensual voice.The next thing I noticed, she got up and pulls my shorts down. She got on her knees and started licking my shaft slowly. I swear this felt like a scene in a porn video but I had this sexy young girl pleasuring me. For some reason, she was doing a lot better than last time."Have you been practicing with your boyfriend?" I said between my heavy breathing"Maybe, but I was also looking up videos so I can be better for you"Not sure if she felt it, but when she said that, my cock got harder and twitched."Sit back on my lap," I saidShe got up and I had her sit in a position that my dick would go in if she wasn't wearing her shorts. I started to rub my hands throughou
Right away, I put my mouth over her panties. The thought of her panties in my mouth was a turn and I finally pulled them aside and saw her pussy. she had some hair on it but looked trimmed. Without hesitation, I dove into her pussy. With a mouth full, I massaged her labia and played with her clit and then pressed my tongue inside her pussy to get a better taste.She moaned loudly, "This is the first time anyone has ever eaten me out!"She definitely tasted different compared to my GF. Maria's pussy had a sweetness to it that had me wanting more and more.I kept eating her out for a couple of minutes until she finally orgasmed. She was trembling after I was done, I sat up and she was thrusting her hips while rubbing her pussy. She had this embarrassed look on her face but it was obvious that she was taken over by her horniness. She said that her orgasm felt different compared to when she played with herself. I finally pulled my dick out and I started jerking it. I really wanted to fuck
The next several days, things at home were calm, I had a week break in between spring and summer classes. I am not sure if it was in my head but Maria was acting nicer than usual. She would fix me coffee in the morning and always ask if I need anything.She would sit on the same couch I am on when we were watching tv. I actually noticed that she stopped wearing bras around me. I am not sure, but my GF didn't have a problem with it. Just to note, she would only be this nice or close to me when my GF was not around. But one evening, my GF went out to visit her mom. I was going to go out too but my friends were busy.That evening, things were normal, Maria was in the living room watching television, and I was in my office on Reddit. My door was open and I had a clear view of the living room I got to have a good look at Maria laying on the couch.She was wearing grey yoga leggings, and a cropped shirt that made her tits look very perky. The things I was looking at on Reddit didn't help (t