I wake up the next morning. Sweet Bob is cuddled up against me and still sleeping. Did yesterday really happen? I wonder if I should text Charley. I don't want to be a stalker. "Good morning beautiful," Charley text me before I do. I respond flustered, "Good morning, it wasn't a dream, right?" "I am… Continue reading Chapter 63: How was the first real cuckold experience for Bob?
I really needed my nap. It was a short night. I had a wonderful session with Eric in the morning, followed up by a date with Charley. What a spoiled little girl I am. I call Charley to inform him that Bob is still OK with the situation. I want them to meet. Charley is… Continue reading Chapter 62: Like a good dog he lies down on the floor, staring at us with big puppy eyes