A team that celebrates together, stays together and we love to celebrate. — It took a team effort to win the account, but only some of my team deserved to play spin the bottle. No one knew how the tradition had started, only that it had become an office legend and the unspoken reason the best and sexiest people wanted to work in…

If it feels so wrong, why can’t I stop? — I hate him. As he cleans his cum from my body and slaps my naked ass, I want to hate him. When he looks through me as if I’m just another worker to ignore, I want to hate him more than I do. He frustrates me. He aggravates me. He…

They say confession is good for the soul. But would it will save my marriage? — I looked into his eyes and prayed he would understand. It wasn’t in me to settle for one man. Yes, I’d married the love of my life, but he’d never be enough. He promised he understood. He promised that he loved to watch, waiting for me to swing from man…

For one night each year — I can embrace my inner slut — One night each year. I have permission to take off the mask of a suburban mother and wife. I have permission to strip down to the barest of clothes and remove my inhibitions. For one night each year, my husband unleashes me from our vows. …

“Wear nothing. Be ready.” What did that even mean? — Anonymous: Wear nothing. Be ready. What did he mean? Eva’s Mystery Freeuse Weekend — Part 1 Satisfy her or leave her begging for more? How will I say ‘goodbye’ to my wife for the weekend?dilanarose.medium.com I toweled my hair and smoothed body lotion over my skin, taking care to massage my breasts and ass for the blinking red light in the bathroom. Hopefully, my anonymous watcher was as horny as me.

Who’s the hunted and who’s the prey? — I knew she was watching me. I knew what she wanted. I held her future in my hands, and I knew she’d do anything to increase her chances of success. The flirty smile, the toss of the hair. The way her eyes dipped whenever I caught her staring. I was…

If my husband won’t make me cum, can I do it myself? — Eva’s Mystery Freeuse Weekend — Part 1 Satisfy her or leave her begging for more? How will I say ‘goodbye’ to my wife for the weekend?dilanarose.medium.com Eva I lay back on my bed, heart pounding, pussy aching, and my brain going a thousand miles an hour. What the hell did he just do? My husband never left me without an orgasm. He never denied me. Not from the time we met, had my husband denied me a…

Satisfy her or leave her begging for more? How will I say ‘goodbye’ to my wife for the weekend? — Caleb Eva watched me pack, her eyes the same hesitant excitement that she showed one weekend each month. Each month, I visited my parents for one weekend. Each month, Eva stayed behind. Unwelcomed by my parents due to her age and lack of, in their words, appropriate lineage, my wife gave…

What happens at the conference … stays at the conference — It wasn’t my fault. Either go to the conference with my bitch boss, or find a new job. I couldn’t have anticipated a snow storm… Or that the hotel lost her reservation… Or that she’d insist on sharing my room… We were not friends. She didn’t like me, and I…