Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California Bright sunlight pierced through the window of a car moving down the street. A man sat in the driver's seat, behind the wheel and a pair of dark sunglasses as he made the drive through Dow...
This story could have been positioned in several categories: Mature, Loving Wives, even Erotic Couplings. Read on and hopefully enjoy. ***** Chapter One The release of a new movie back in 2012, "Thanks for Sharing" with a story line about men and women who are addicted to sex, reminded me to reflect on a real-life case that I know of, involving a parti...
I'm back. I know you thought I was done, but another year of med school is behind me and I finally have time to come back to this story. I'm still excited about where it's going and I hope those of you who are still with me will enjoy it also. This installment is a bit longer since I wanted to bring Shane and Cole back together after so long apart. I hope it...
Chapter 1 We loved the old theatre. It was one of the reasons we moved to the town rather than settle into a countryside cottage. There was something majestic about its faded glory. We loved the crumbling state of the walls and the faded felt on the royal boxes. Katie adored the dome and spire and felt that it looked a little like a fairy castle. It made us...
This is written by me, and can be reproduced for your enjoyment, however not if it is reproduced on an internet pay site, without compensation for me --- the writer. This story is fiction. It is meant to be read by adults. Children under the age of 18, please leave. All the characters in this story are of my own imagination, and not real in any sense of the...
"How is Joe?" "Jennie, we're not going there again," Bethany said and then moved the phone away from her lips briefly as she sighed. Her daughter still insisted on asking about Joe at least once a week. "Mother, it's been months since you first mentioned him. Don't you think you've made him wait long enough? You're not getting any younger you know." "I...
Chapter 20 Tastes Just Like Lobster On the Tuesday after the quinceañera Shane and Carmen sat on the couch watching television after dinner. They sat, as couples do, in the places they now always sat, because new couples begin to develop habits and patterns with each other. Carmen sat upright on an angle in the corner of the couch while Shane lay full-lengt...
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...
Being a loan officer wasn't exactly a terrific job, but it had it's perks. I'd been working at this bank since I graduated college, clawing my way up from a teller to eventually a mortgage specialist. I had a facility for numbers, but not much of one for people. The nice part of this job is that I usually only dealt with one or two people at a time unless I...
Taylor Ingold stood impassively surveying the arriving high school students. She wore her standard school-resource officer's togs: a white polo shirt with her department's badge silkscreened over her right tit, her too-tight cargo shorts and her black running shoes. Completing the ensemble, around her narrow waist she sported a nylon duty belt with a Beretta...