Due to some feedback I have received about the last installment of this series, I must explain that this is not an ongoing story. Each chapter will describe different scenarios that I have fantasized being part of. With that said…let the next one begin! I decided to take the job. Much like most of my summers working, I expected nothing more than just a meni...
This is Chapter 3 of Janie’s experience during the summer of 2000 in Wisconsin. It had been a rather ordinary day so far: my alarm clock failed to rouse me, the boss was in a bad mood, there were way too many customers needing caffeine ASAP. I work at a high-end café in the city, and I really do like my job. I mean, it pays decent for a Joe-job, and the h...
This is the first of a series of true stories detailing how I turned my wife from her rigidly moralistic background to a woman who became one-half of a swinging couple who enjoyed sex as much as anyone ever has. It explains how I slowly managed to convert her from the straight-laced lovely I married to a woman who could trip a man and beat him to the floor....
By rutger5 An Original Story (Copyright 2013) * "Well if you can make it here by eleven then I'll see you, otherwise don't bother." "No problem Ms. Duro, I'll be there. Goodbye," I told her with more confidence then I felt. To say I'd be cutting it close would be an understatement. Without a second to spare I hurried to get ready. After a quick shower an...
ANXIOUS FOR THE NEWS I flew home Thursday evening and I was anxious to hear how things went with Cathleen and Jane. I didn't get home until late and Cathleen was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her, I slept in the other bedroom. She was up before me on Friday morning and I woke up to the aroma of fresh coffee. We both showered, dressed and after breakfast hea...
Chapter Five: Punished Again Seldom in my career as principal of Sweltings have I known five hours to drag by with such excruciating slowness. I had a friend once who used to swear that anticipation made time slow down. Today, I believe him. But the moment I had been waiting for all day had finally arrived. I was sitting behind my desk observing a remorsef...
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...
Good day, reader. If you haven't read previous installments of Red Roses, don't worry; this chapter can stand on its own. For those who've read the previous parts, I apologize for this taking so long. I switched point-of-view from Justin to Trish for a couple chapters. This one will be a little more fun, with some heavier, darker stuff on the horizon. As al...
Author's note: This chapter contains a brief scene of terrorism, witnessed from afar. If this bothers you, please stop reading after the sex scene. As always, thanks for the votes and the comments, both public and private. ### June ### "...between whiskey and you..." I stood in the crowd, a drink in my hand, watching Jessie croon into a microphone, si...
Reading order for the Going Home series is posted on the author profile. *** The MPs didn't speak to me on the ride. Only the hum of the Willys engine, chants from platoons doing obligatory physical training, and wind rushing past my helmet intruded on my thoughts. I sat through it wondering why I was being dragged away my outfit. It didn't appear I was un...