I’m nude between the cool sheets in a motel bedroom.

I will soon be preparing to return home from a convention. But first I have to write about the experience I have just had.

I’m thirty-four, five feet ten, one hundred twenty pounds, with brown hair and a nice body. I’ve kept myself in nice shape, even though my husband of ten years seems not to notice. Our sex life is dull as hell; a couple of times a week, lasting about twenty minutes each time. I was a virgin when we married, and I always knew there had to be more to sex than what we were doing. In fact, that was why I started reading Penthouse Letters. And boy, did my eyes open!

At the convention I met two professional acquaintances, Harry and Vin. They are both about thirty, both single and both sexy as hell! I’d often... Read More