My wife and I opened our marriage a while ago. Well, opened it at least in theory. We haven’t found anybody yet. Maybe it’s because we live in a conservative area with a lot of religious people, but it’s really been hard finding a woman to date us both (I’m straight, » Read more
“It’s nothing personal, Page,” she says.
We’re sitting in my car. My tiny blue compact, grandma-ed out with a black car bra. Her skin is glowing softly in the parking lot lights flooding into the backseat and just gracing her face.
“What do you mean ‘it’s nothing personal?’” I reply. “You don’t feel the same way about me that I do about you. » Read more
I wasn’t the same woman after it happened, after I slept with a bisexual poly woman who wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
She was so incredibly soft. Her body slipped over me like a silk sheet as we rocked together, to waves only we felt.
I swam under her. » Read more