I'd just finished changing the magneto on a Cessna 172 when I heard a car pull up to the hanger. I turned and looked, saw who it was and then swore. "Shit!" I said to myself. "How in the fuck did she find me?" The person in the car was my wife Antonia. It had been a little over a year since I'd last seen her and I had hoped to never see her again. She...
First, my thanks to Todd172 for giving me the original idea and his advice as I went along, and Crkcppr for beta reading. What can I say about blackrandl1958? Besides blessing us all with her wonderful stories, she became my dear friend, even after my first comment was ripping one of her characters, inspiring me to write (I'm sure some of you wish she didn't...
This was my first attempt at writing a story about a cheating wife and though some people liked the premises of the story , many more found the end unsatisfying. So I rewrote some of the story, the bulk of the which remains the same though I did correct a few errors. I added quite a bit to the ending and hope you enjoy it. Again any and all comments are welc...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Five parts, all finished. Storeys: 1st floor (UK) = 2nd Floor (US), Ground Floor (UK) = 1st Floor (US). Some lifts (elevators?) in Britain are numbered 0 (Ground) upwards, and some according to US numbering. Makes life fun for us! All characters in sexual situations are over eighteen. ***** Chapter One The slim young woman was sitting on the carpet of...
So on my next stint back at work on the mine site Alex called me regularly. She was determined to organise a date for us when I returned. Talking to her at least gave me some human interaction. The guys on site were friendly and were great work mates. Some who lived in Melbourne had become real mates and we went out occasionally. They were all married which...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Note: This is part 4 of a much longer story. I would encourage you to read the first 3 parts. ***** Chapter 23 Maybe it was just me, but Michelle always looked damn sexy first thing in the morning, her dark, wavy hair asserting itself and her puffy eyelids heavy with sleep. I awoke early Thursday to the sight of her standing beside my bed, looking at me w...
(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my third day with the firm) *** That evening, back at Maynard's I met another fellow who told me that he'd just returned from an 'over-...
I was walking home after my morning shift at the local supermarket, in a bad mood as was typical when I left work, and quite hungry. Still, I wasn't in a hurry to get home because I knew there would be no one there for at least another six hours and the feeling of being in an empty house again was even worse than the feeling of my empty stomach. "Damn those...