Looking through the viewfinder, Tim recorded his best friend Alex pushing his cock deep into Eve. Eve raked her blood-red French-tipped nails along Alex’s thighs, up his back, and across his shoulders. She gripped him fiercely and reveled as his cock entered her for the first time. Larger than Tim, her sex flushed with his entry, warming her. Alex brought the heat to her pussy, the good kind. Eve moaned. Taking Alex for a...

A puzzled expression crossed Tim's thin face. He shot Caesar a look before turning to Eve as she came down the stairs. Tim knew that radiant look from the first year they were married. There was love all over. John Bull followed, carrying her overnight bag. "Is this what you meant?" Caesar nodded. "Tim, I said you needed to be ready for this. Are you?" Tim looked at the glass of beer in his hand and studied the bubbles dr...

Sheila kept her silence although she fumed internally. Her friends were lamenting about how frequently their husbands wanted sex. At an appropriate pause in the conversation, Sheila arched an eyebrow and in her natural southern accent she said, "Y'all are going ‘bout this all wrong.” She sipped a little wine. Should she share her long-held secret with her friends? All of the women turned towards her. They blinked expectan...

His nectar, his milk, the seed of Caesar, was inside her and coated her cervix. The goddess of Eve's biology rewarded her behavior with a waterfall of endorphins. Blissful feelings enveloped Eve; she felt complete. Caesar's member softened; his eruption and aftershocks subsided. As he withdrew, a residue of magma dripped thickly onto the bedsheet. He rolled onto his back, and Eve nestled into his arm and sighed. She had g...

Oh, God. What if Tim is right? The phrase blazed within Eve's head as Caesar thrust inside. Six days earlier, Eve chose to eat an apple from the tree of extramarital sex. John Bull offered Caesar Antonio Alexander; she plucked him from a shortlist of men John recommended. Tim's tender participation supported Caesar's seduction and penetration of Eve. The two men melted her objections earlier. She was leaving a wet mess in...

When Eve returned from John's condo, she and Tim hugged and cried and then spread out the spring rolls and Kung Pao chicken she'd brought. They talked openly about the secrets of his sex life. She was shocked to learn Tim masturbated daily, and he'd had more orgasms with himself over the ten years of their marriage than he did with her. She fully expected he masturbated with the same frequency she did. Perhaps a couple of...

  Eve Flees Eve had an almost sleepless night. Drifting between short naps and long periods of drowsy thinking, Eve realized she couldn’t face Tim in the morning; not after seeing him last night with his dick in his hand and another woman watching him masturbate. She texted John at five in the morning. Bfst ur place? Where else could she turn except John? She couldn’t go to her family or her friends. None of them could ev...

"I didn't do anything wrong for our marriage, but I let my guard down once, and Tim saw me do it. It was a charity event put on by the company he works for, a formal affair to benefit local groups." "Are you talking about the Black and White Ball? I was there." John cocked his head in curiosity. "Yes. It's wonderful, isn't it? Everyone dresses up. The women are beautiful, the men are handsome, and the atmosphere is so wel...

It was a warm summer evening with a reddening sky as John escorted Eve out of the Foshay Hotel's front door. John had saved her from embarrassing both of them. It was a short walk to a green oasis south of the hotel. Not a garden by any means, but it had grass, trees, and benches. Eve clung to John's arm for stability. Eve was unstable, and she was angry. John could feel her tension in the way she grasped his arm. The cli...