On the prowl Stories

As day slipped into night and the moon rose, I sat quietly on a stool at a quaint little bar downtown. I was in town for a business meeting, but now it was time to play after a long, hard day. I looked at my ring and then down my leg at my hot wife's anklet, wondering what the night would bring. I was free tonight. My sexually inadequate husband was back home hundreds of miles away. In any case, I had a hall pass from the...