“Susan?” “Yes, sorry. Hi,” I gasped, cradling the phone against my head. I clutched my great-grandmother’s vase in my right hand. I had just managed to catch it before it. read story…
My hubby has a friend, Jim, who has been trying to get into my pants for years. Over a year ago, he started dating this cute brunette. From what my. read story…
The Date
“Susan?” “Yes, sorry. Hi,” I gasped, cradling the phone against my head. I clutched my great-grandmother’s vase in my right hand. I had just managed to catch it before it. read story…
A Night of Firsts
My hubby has a friend, Jim, who has been trying to get into my pants for years. Over a year ago, he started dating this cute brunette. From what my. read story…