For the third day in a row, there was a gift left on the door mat, waiting to ruin my day in an increasingly fantastical manner. I stared down at the little wooden box, tempted to smash it under my foot, squashing the contents and rendering the inevitable note within unreadable. The moment passed, however, and with a sense of weary resignation I picked it u...
"Ms. McCarty, please come on in. Make yourself comfortable." Perry ran an extremely successful therapy business and saw a lot of women like her. 'Thanks, Doctor," Kelli whispered as she stepped into her analyst's office, timidly with little nervous twitches marring her otherwise beautiful face. She was obviously upset about something. There was a couch and...
We had had an argument and for some reason, that damn fool wouldn't leave it alone. He kept goading and picking and saying shit that was infuriating. I didn't know why he wouldn't just go somewhere and shut up and forget it but he wouldn't. Finally, I just screamed at him to leave me alone and told him to go straight to hell. I was so angry I couldn't see...
As with the Femdom Family Album, the photos that should accompany this story are omitted due to copyright issues; but descriptions are included in brackets. It should go without repeating that all of the women are plain, or even what some unenlightened might call ugly. ***** Plainly Powerful The Mildred Walker Story The story of a remarkable woman who le...
The tension in the air was so thick it was like being under water. My eyes were fixed on the road and my hands gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles were white. I was furious. Furious at my wife and she was just as angry with me. We were on our way to a party at a friend's house and both of us sat silently; too angry to talk, because if we did, it w...
um, more blackmail because there's already a blackmail story in chapter one of this. ***** You call me at home and tell me your boss wants to have dinner with us. I kind of wish I'd had more notice, but I don't complain. I get that you think I'm home all day, doing nothing, so it doesn't matter how little warning you give me to get ready. You say it's at...
Note: This was written a while ago without lit.com in mind. It doesn't exactly fit the usual formula here of lots of fairly detailed sex. In some of my stories I enjoy creating imagery more than writing explicit detail and this is one of them. * She was driving back to the office from lunch when her Bluetooth Buzzed in her ear. She looks at the number....
She stood outside the funeral home and told herself this was a mistake. She had been having this dialogue with herself since the day she saw the obituary in the paper. It's not like she read those on a regular basis, in fact, she avoided this section of the paper like the plague because she found it morbid and creepy, but she was reading an article that had...
Next day I had that experience of having woken from a dream, grasping at a memory but unable to reach it. I was in the shower before I was able to coherently remember the team night out, and make a timeline out of what had happened. Not how or why it had happened. I couldn't make sense of that, but definitely what. I have no illusions about my desirabilit...
Out of the blue and without even asking him his permission, Janice, Roger's wife, invited her mother, Christine, to live with her and her newly married husband, Roger. Barely, two-years after they were married, thirty-year-old Janice invited her fifty-five-year-old mother, Christine, to live with her and her husband, Roger. If that wasn't enough of a shocki...