I'm a widower. My wife of six years died six months ago. She left me with two little ones. While giving birth to our second, she had to have a caesarean and that was when they discovered the cancer. It was almost virulent. My little boy was two months old when she died. I was at a loss as to what to do. I had my daughter who had just turned two and a two-mon...
*Hey friends! It's been WAY too long since I've had a series going, so welcome to the first installment of Onus. I've been told in a few comments and emails that I'm a bit of a bitch when it comes to my characters, and what I put them through. I've decided to start giving trigger warnings. I write very violent material. It's just what I do best, so I'm so...
This is the first part of a week long journey. Please provide feedback and let me know if you want me to post the next chapters. If not, no harm no foul. *************************** I awoke immersed in total darkness with a dull headache and a dry mouth. I could hear my wife sleeping soundly beside me in the big, king sized bed and I struggled to fill in t...
[Note: Despite the category of this story, there is no male/male sex, or even foreshadowing of it, in this segment of the story.] * It was a the tiniest piece of red foil—easy to miss. So easy that my wife clearly had. I could have, too. If I'd missed it, the cleaning lady certainly would have cleaned it up the next day, on her weekly visit and, then, thi...
"So, this is the guy who got our little Cory in trouble." I stepped out and shut the door behind me, staring down the largest of the three, in all his Mossy Oak camo and shit-kicker boot glory (was he going fucking deer hunting or some shit after this?), as he fucking smirked at me. Seen enough of this fucker's face to know I was looking at my boyfriend's o...
The next morning brought the whole issue crashing down on me again when he woke me early to send me home. Even though we were going to the exact same place, for the same amount of time, he didn't want to ride in together. I didn't make an issue of it to him. I certainly made of issue of it to my steering wheel and dashboard. I bitched at them the entire way...
So my friend and I sat in his car across the street from the Spinner Club. He drove me here for support. As we looked over the neon sign and darkened windows, he asked "Want me to go in with you?" I smile. "No. I'm fine. Won't take but a couple minutes." I had been very hesitant in getting to this point, but I wasn't hesitant now. I wanted to go in, because...
It was a very melancholy time for me when I'd moved into my new house. My wife had died about a year prior and so I moved back west to be closer to my children who lived with their mother, my first wife. I was able to afford a small, pleasant house complete with a little bit of yard and a pool and hot tub in the back. It was all that I needed since my kids w...
Chapter 24 – Mirror, Spice, Flow Part I – Fuck-a-thon, Redux I stood up on the couch and slipped over the back. A move that didn't go over so well with the siblings. "Mooooooooooooooooom!" "Preston's jumping on the furniture again!" "Aren't you guys too old to tattle?" I taunted. Mom's melodramatic sigh followed me as I bolted out of the room....
Hello, princess. Hello again. I see you are back. That pleases me, sissy. It pleases me that you have come back for more of what only I can give you. The truth only I can give you. And we have come so far together, princess. We have come so far exploring the depths of your sissy feminine mind. And your mind is feminine. Make no mistake about it, princess....