Dear Dirty Diary, The next Monday, after Doug went to work, I went over to Louise's to water her plants and check for the e-mails she promised to send to her own computer so Doug couldn't pry into our affairs. There was nothing yet but when I accidentally clicked her address bar down, I saw all the web sites she'd been browsing. Many of them had sexy-soundi...
I really welcomed moving into the condo after my divorce. The divorce put me through a lot of mental anguish and coming home at night and not ever having to worry about things like cutting grass or raking leaves was a welcome luxury in my life. It still is a welcome luxury three years after. The condominium complex I found has a swimming pool, tennis and bas...
For those of you familiar with Ft. Bragg, Airborne, and Special Forces, the locations and sayings should be familiar. For those of you who are not, I've spelled out all the acronyms and sayings. The idea is, like Cajun English, Military English is a unique dialect. This is in Loving Wives because there is a cheating wife and we also meet the cuckolded husb...
Day Twenty: Exercise We did not have to wait long for Mrs Tiggywinkle to put in an appearance: she turned up next morning with Raymond for shaving inspection. She'd done something different to her hair: the spiky little stooks had been squared-off, and now stood up in a sort of stubbly, checkerboard crew-cut. Her face looked more than ever like a squashed h...
The sparkling Christmas decorations that adorned the thick columns of the White House's employee entrance sent tingles down the spine of Syria Ngabo as she nervously made her way into the most recognizable residence in the world. "You've come a long way... Damn," the 23 year old fitness trainer gasped to herself as she tapped her fingers against the plasti...
Chapter 8 - Pledge Kathleen's punishment Lisa was just starting to drift back to sleep when the light in the room was turned on. An ear-piercing whistle from Tracy startled the pledges awake: "OK, sleeping beauties! Up-up-up!" The four women struggled to get out of bed and stand at attention. "Good morning, ma'am!" "Good morning, Pledges, and a lovely m...
The next day, Sunday, my nipples were so sore, I couldn't wear a shirt. In the middle of the afternoon, Maxine, who had been sunning herself in the backyard, came into my den office wearing a new skimpy black bikini. She struck a fashion model pose, and looked as beautiful as I had ever seen her look. "Hey sailor, you like?" She winked, waited for my reactio...
Months before meeting Alex: Miss A stood in her living room her arms crossed with a smirk on her bright red lips and a twinkle in her blue eyes, her face framed by her straight as an arrow, jet black hair falling to her shoulders in a sexy bob cut. Her skin tight floral yoga pants seemingly painted on accentuating her legs and ass. Her low cut crop top show...
Chapter 31 -- A weekend at Burnside's house The following week was the sixth week of the Four-Beta pledge program and marked the halfway point of the newcomers' induction. Upon returning from the camping trip, the pledges noted a subtle, but very significant shift in the way the other women in the sorority were treating them. There was a lot more conversat...
The instant he saw her photo in the newspaper, he knew it was time to call. The ordinary Monday lunchtime found him sitting at a small table with soup and a sandwich. Opening the local sports feature section, he noticed an advertisement for a new karate studio. The ad featured the photo of a very fit young woman in a fighting stance, with a captivating expr...