I thought it was at John's dinner party when the first seeds of the transformation of our marriage were sown. I was wrong. One of the guests, William, had turned the topic of conversation to his own area of expertise—evolutionary psychology—and had the avid attention of the table. To be fair, he didn't bring it up, he was merely countering the opinion of Joh...
The next week passed with complete silence between the two fronts. Teri had taken one of Connor's shorts and tied a rope around her waist. Also, one of his shirts had mysteriously become a part of her wardrobe. The sight of her in the wide clothes was definitely not the least sexy and so Connor told her. "I don't try to do sexy," was her biting remark. "W...
Not long after his forty-eighth birthday, my husband Joe began to act strangely. He'd been a moody guy as long as I'd known him, occasionally going through short periods of crankiness and lethargy. This was different. Now, he was angry all the time, particularly angry at me, but not for any specific thing that I'd done. As well, he stopped doing the things t...
This story returns back to my personal POV. I've returned home from staying over at my friend, Drew's house and my dad is returning back from his business trip. This story explores the dynamics of my parent's marriage, where my mum (despite being well educated) is effectively a traditional trophy wife within the marriage. My dad, being an extremely successfu...
Sometimes it's just a disconnection. As a couple your timing is out. You orbit each other constantly but you stop noticing how she looks in the soft blue moonlight. It happens to everyone. It happened to us. It had been getting steadily worse for weeks and for no reason. Things were fine and then they weren't. Nothing was spoken because it seemed so artifi...
He was damned if he was going to speak to her. They rode alone in the dark, each wrapped in the stony silence peculiar to feuding couples. The party had started off well, till she started flirting with that little prick from Accounting. He knew she did it just to tease him. Sometimes it worked, but he wasn't in the mood tonight, and she knew it. She'd trie...
Have you ever read one of those stories where the wife gets revenge on a cheating husband? Some of those stories are so unrealistic. I mean, how many wives actually tie their husbands to chairs and fuck some guy in front of him? Or, how many wives actually get videotaped screwing and then make the husband watch it? What I did wasn't that extreme, but at leas...
One More Project. Warning: The central male character in this story is cuckolded in this story. If you are among those who read "Loving Wives" stories and get angry and upset to find this is a part of the story, please stop now! It would be best for all if you just record your "0" vote and go on to another story. Explicit descriptions of sexual encounters...
Sarah swore under her breath looking at the clock again. For good reason too; she was annoyed. 10am he'd said. It was now 1130 am; and still no sign. Slowly she adjusted herself on the stool, felt her suspender belt strain tight. All this for one leaking tap!. Booking this plumber now in hindsight seemed to be a big mistake. For a moment she felt her mind d...
Desiree only cried harder when she heard a car in the driveway start, thinking that Gabriel was driving Jessica home. In her mind she could picture them fucking everywhere; in the car, at every stoplight, in Jessica's room. She had totally forgotten that Jessica had driven her own car back to Desiree's house. She sat on the floor with her head in her hands...