"You are invited to Mistress Jacklynn's birthday party. Tonight, at 6:30pm, better not be late." The text message read. Were my eyes deceiving me? Was this meant to go to me? I knew when we spoke about her Dominate Play name some time ago, she decided that Jacklynn was what she would be desired to be called. I didn't know for sure, but I did know that there...
Author's note: This is not your typical stroke story so if that is what you seek I suggest you move on to another story. Many thanks to Angel Love for the great editing of this story. * I'm a rather average married guy living in my Scandinavian hometown. I was neither rich nor famous in any way when I married my boss' daughter. Most of the time it is OK bu...
It's My Party and I'll Cry If I Want To ... ... ... ... ... ... Wow, I'm turning the big four-oh and I think my wife is planning a surprise party for me. Brandi and I have been married for almost twenty of those forty years. We've enjoyed many of the finer things in life and a terrific life together. We're not over the top rich, but between my work as Vice...
My husband's birthday was almost upon us and I hadn't yet found an appropriate gift for him. What do you give a man who has everything? What can you give a man who treats you like he owns you and that you are simply one more of his many possessions? What can you give a cheating bastard who fucks his secretary at lunchtime and your sister every Tuesday and Th...
"Look what I brought home!" Megan Pierce ran to the doorway as soon as she heard her father's voice. He stood in the doorway holding a large white box in his arms, which he struggled to keep upright. "Dad, let me help you with that!" Megan said, as she rushed to help hold the other end of the box. The two of them carried the box into the kitchen and rested...
Martha Henson was admiring the rose bushes she had recently planted along the garage when her phone rang. Checking caller ID, she saw Bill Murphy's name. Her face lit up in a smile as she answered the call. "Hey, Bill. I thought you weren't going to call me when I'm at home with Joe. It's okay right now because I'm out checking my rose bushes while I'm wait...
I met Gina at a party several years ago. It was actually my wife who introduced us. After a bit of small talk we parted company and continued our mingling. Gina and my wife worked together, and as such I regularly heard all about Gina, her marriage, and her life in general. Gina was not what you would call a beautiful woman, but she was OK in the looks depa...
The party was at Jackie's house. It was a nice little single-story three-bedroom located at the termination point of a cul-de-sac, nestled amid the city's suburbs. To either side and extending forever were more houses, identical in all but color, their stepford lawns and neatly pruned trees providing fair warning to the sedate, conforming atmosphere of the...
For my wife's 50th birthday party I spared no expense, renting a suite at the Ritz-Carlton overlooking the Pacific Ocean, just south of Laguna Beach. It was a catered affair and the dress was formal. The event itself wasn't a surprise for her I had promised her the party six months prior. She was expecting a fairly good number of our mutual friends, just a n...
This is a bit of a departure from many of my other stories, so I hope you enjoy it. If so, great. If not, that's okay too. Keep in mind that not all of the wives in my stories are cheaters - Some really are "loving wives" who go the extra mile to keep their husbands happy (Like Chloe in my "Snugglebunny" series, or Rhonda, in this series). Constructive comm...