Mutual orgasm Stories

Chapter 3: Rolling the Dice John pulled up to the house just after nine on the Friday morning, the familiar crunch of gravel under his tyres broke the silence once again. Yvonne had left early that morning for her sister's, kissing him goodbye with a reminder to "enjoy the peace and quiet." It was certain she did not know what kind of peace he was hoping for. Thank goodness wives could not read minds. He let himself in wi...

I had been in London for work, a few days in the city I hadn’t walked through in years. When I texted her on a whim, she didn’t hesitate — her reply was immediate, warm, teasing. By the time I arrived at her flat, the evening had darkened into a quiet hush. I hadn’t seen her in what felt like forever, and the anticipation between us buzzed in the air before the door even closed behind me. The moment she opened it, a small...