Category: cheating

Marias New Job

My wife’s name is Maria. She speaks with a slight accent, but not much; just enough to make her seem exotic. She was born in America, but she actually likes to let people think she is from somewhere else. She enjoys keeping people, especially men, guessing. Her skin is naturally a nice bronze color, and she doesn’t bother tanning at all. She thinks it’s funny that other women are always trying to get their skin to look like hers. She is 5 feet 1 inch tall, and weighs less than 100 pounds. She has long dark brown hair, down to her waist. She is strong for her size, with a very firm little butt, and her breasts are a wonderful mouthful. She used to just trim her pubic hair short, but a few years ago she began waxing it. She hates doing it, but the result is so nice and smooth she keeps it waxed now.

She trained as a masseuse when she was young, and started working professionally as a masseuse soon after she turned 19. It’s true these days she calls herself a massage therapist, but when she first started she called herself a masseuse. She thought the exotic sound of being a masseuse matched her exotic looks and speech, but, sadly, too many men assume masseuses are prostitutes, so she took up using the therapist title. So, her first job was working for a gym, giving massages to members. She did have to gently fend off a few advances in her first job. After all, she is beautiful and very sexy. But the place she worked was obviously not a front for prostitution, so men who were looking for sex for hire didn’t go there. They actually just wanted massages. There were several women who wanted massages, too, but Maria says most of her clients were men.

A few years later we moved to another city, and Maria found another job as a massage therapist. She went to the interview, then came home and said she needed to talk to me about the job. They offered her a job, but she said the place obviously wasn’t only about massages. She told me she had talked with the girl who interviewed her, who was named Nancy, and told Nancy she wouldn’t be doing anything but giving massages. Nancy told her that would be fine, but Maria would need to wear the costume they all wore, and turn out for the lineup each time a customer came in, unless she was giving a massage. To Maria and I this sounds very much like what we heard cat houses were like, and it certainly didn’t sound like legitimate massage therapy. In any case, Maria wanted to work, and thought it might be fun to try working in such a salon, even if she quit soon.

The reason she had to speak with me before taking the job was because Nancy said I had to see the uniform she would be wearing and tell Nancy it was OK for Maria to work in it before she would hire my wife. So I had to go in, and view the lineup for myself. It was rather fun. The girls knew I wasn’t a prospective customer, but lined up for a few seconds before going their own ways. For her last job Maria had worn a nurses outfit. The uniform these girls wore was similar, in that it consisted of a nurses uniform top, but they weren’t wearing the uniform pants. I was pretty sure I caught a glimpse of little pairs of panties under those tops.

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The Wedding Dress

Frannie was in a state of euphoria! Last night Kenny “popped the old question”! They were getting married! She couldn’t wait to tell Kim, her best friend since grade school. They had both wondered if Kenny would ever get the nerve to go through with it, and well finally it happened! He had been so sweet, just like in the movies he fumbled with and engagement ring and stumbled with his question! It was all Frannie could do to keep from asking her for him. When he finally did get it straight Frannie threw her arms around his neck and practically screamed “Yes!” The best though was yet to come as Kenny then did what he did best–give her the fucking of her life!Kenny had many good qualities such as a good job, good looks, a nice personality, and even a nice car! But what he really had that made Frannie melt was that huge piece of meat that hung between those hard thighs! Kenny was hung like a fucking horse, and boy did he know how to use it! Frannie could remember the first time she had really seen that big pecker. She was eighteen and Kenny a year older. He had just gotten his license and they were going to a drive in movie. They had made out a lot of times before and Kenny had sucked on Frannie’s ample chest a ton of times, but this, however, was the first time that Kenny had pulled out his prick for her to play with. Even at nineteen Kenny’s cock was at least nine inches long, and Frannie immediately fell in love with that big love muscle, and from then on she considered it hers and hers alone!

Kim was almost as happy with the news as Frannie was, and both girls giggled as Frannie related how Kenny had mumbled and stumbled through his proposal! Now it was time to make some wedding plans, so they decided it would be a good idea to check out some wedding gowns. Kim had a friend who owned a small dress shop and was sure that she would give Frannie a good deal on a wedding dress, as well as dresses for the brides maids. With that decided they were off to shop.

They stopped on a quiet side street and entered a small shop that was simply call “Anne’s Fashions”. A sign on the front door said “By Appt. Only”. There was a bell on the door frame that Kim rang, and a few seconds later they were being led inside the store by Anne Fischer. There were mannequins modeling some of the original dresses designed and created by Anne herself, and Frannie was impressed with the way the she had used fabric and design to create some of the most beautiful dresses she had ever seen in her life! Kim introduced the two strangers and explained that Frannie was looking for a wedding gown and four bride’s maids dresses. Anne nodded and looked at Frannie, giving her the once over with a practiced designer’s eye. Frannie felt a shiver run through her when caught in Anne Fischer’s gaze, and while she didn’t know why, she felt like this woman could look right into her heart! It was a strange feeling indeed.

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Vice Cop

Lou Tanner was a cop working the west side of Chicago. Now in all America there may be a more God forsaken piece of real estate, but as far as Lou was concerned this was the arm pit ofthe western world! That’s not to say that Lou was unhappy working here, because you see Lou was a vice cop in one of the most corrupt cities in the world. If you wanted to make a lot of money real quick and easy, the Big Windy was the place to be! Being a vice cop just made it all the easier. On the outside Lou looked like any other $40,000 a year working stiff. A three year old car, a comfortable bungalow on the far northwest side, Catholic school for his two sons, anda two week vacation to Florida once a year with the wife. That was on the outside. Underneath all that average Joe appearance was the life of a man on the take. For some cops the “take” would mean taking a sawbuck to let a speeder walk on a twenty over violation. Two cops to a squad and maybe ten hits per day added up to only half a C-note apiece. Not bad, but no where near what Lou and his pals in vice knocked down.

Last week Lou and his partner Dave Katz were following up on a tip that a big cocaine buy wasgoing down behind a old brick two flat on west Harrison. The two cops were watching the drop point from the inside of an old panel truck Lou kept for just such occasions. It was loaded with the latest electronic surveillance gear as well as a small army’s worth of firepower. One of Lou’s favorite sayings was, “You can’t ever pack too much heat on the West Side!” When Lou observed the buy going down he signaled Dave who was hiding in an adjacent garage. Both cops then rushed the startled dealers who were quickly handcuffed and thrown to the ground.They frisked one of the punks and found $5000 in cash and at least $10,000 worth of cocaine!At this point Dave explained the facts of life to the handcuffed dealers, they could keep half the coke and walk with no questions asked, or put up a stink and spend the next five to ten at the state pen in Joliet. Even these dumb fuckers could figure out their next move, and two minutes later they were hightailing it down the alley a little poorer for their trouble! Now five grand split two ways was not half bad! Later on they could sell the coke to dealers they were friendly with, and probably knock down another grand apiece on that. That was life on the West Side. Big money and for big stakes.

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The Affair

The darn phone hadn’t stopped ringing all morning! Linda was in the middle of typing a pile of letters, when it rang for what seemed like the fiftieth time! Picking it up and answering,“Mortgage loan department, may I help you?” The party on the other end of the line spoke for about thirty second before Linda said another word. When she did finally speak, all she said was,“At 12:30 in back of the bank,” and then she hung up.

At 12:25, Linda stuck her head into her boss’s office and told him she was going out to lunch and would be back in an hour. Stopping offat the rest room, she went into a stall, sat down and took off her panty hose and underwear. Slipping them into her purse, she left the rest room and took the elevator to the ground floor where she went out the rear entrance and jumped into a waiting Oldsmobile 98.

“Hi,” she said,as she slid into the plush front seat, sliding over to sit next to the driver. “Hi yourself,” he answered back, giving her a quick kiss on the mouth.

Pulling away from the curb, he made a right turn and headed east. Before they had even driven half a block, Dan, the driver of the car, had slipped his hand up under Linda’s skirt and wormed his finger into her already dripping slit. “Baby wants some sugar today,” he said in a half teasing, half serious voice. Linda, opening her legs a little wider, leaned up against him and said, “Oh Dan, I need it really bad, please hurry up!” Five minutes later they were parked in a semi deserted area on Chicago’s lake front not far from down town. With the imposing skyline behind them,

Dan started unbuttoning the front of Linda’sblouse. She wore a lacy white low cut bra that showed off her 36C breasts to their best advantage. Everyday she wore sexy under clothes in case Dan called and wanted her. Unsnapping her front opening bra, the firm tits spilled into his waiting hands and he said, “Oh baby, you know how I love these!” Her nipples stiffened under his persistent touch, and she squirmed her ass around, trying to put some pressure on her burning clit. She was so hot for Dan she could hardly stand it! The strange thing about it, was that Linda was happily married for about three years and loved her husband very much. She hadn’t meant for this affair to start, but, well it just had! We have to go back to the beginning to find out how a happily married young woman would take a phone call at work, take off her knickers, get into a car, and let another man stick his finger into her vagina!

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