This story could fit a million women who have been forced by circumstance to shoulder the responsibility that should have been the long gone father's burden. Like many of her sisters, she is determined to provide for her offspring and will eventually become an independent career woman. She doesn't bitch and moan. In a way, she is happy but still searching fo...
"Well hello, Jared," Melissa Koenig, matriarch of the Gaian Farm and Industries commune opened the door of her apartment with a slight leer at her junior husband, "are you ready to go back to being my girlfriend?" Jared inhaled deeply and let it out. "M—Melissa, I've missed our Monday dates. I want you." "And do you want to be inside me or do you want me i...
A strange fantasy Bob blinked and wondered what on earth had happened. One moment he had been walking home from the pub with his friends and then nothing. However as he looked around he realised the truth. His friends were standing around something on the ground and next to it was a car with its front smashed in and the driver crying. A few moments ago he w...
I have been married to my wife for twelve years and she has dominated me from day one. I was a virgin when I met my wife she is seven years older than me. I didn’t know anything about sex till I met her and she showed me how it was done. The first time I fucked her pussy I had a butt-plug in my ass. She fucked me with a strap-on dildo on are second date. I r...
Enjoying my new office on the 63rd floor of the Columbia Center in downtown Seattle, I swiveled in my dark leather chair to admire the view of Mount Rainier. I wore a crisp, black, pin-striped women's business suit by Marc Jacobs, which felt supremely powerful over my new silk underwear from Agent Provocateur. I hadn't purchased any of it myself. I pulled a...
The Fall Semester was just ending and although it was mid-December, the Maryland weather was as unpredictable as always. Anything from a heavy snowfall to a balmy spring-like day was possible. Today was in fact a blustery day, and Laura was happy that she could wear a floppy sweater and grungy jeans. Laura had been feeling a bit bloated for the last couple w...
Wherein Lie My Dreams When I was a student at the Belle Arte Academy in Florence Italy, I first encountered what the locals call Tranvestiti or Madonna della Strada; what today we refer to as Transsexual Prostitutes, sometimes including the rarer Sex-changes. Some of the Transsexuals I'd encounter were obviously men masquerading as women, sometimes sportin...
This is version 2 of this story. After some helpful comments from readers I have fixed up some of my writing errors and put it in the 3rd person past tense. Those of you who do not like this sort of thing then don't waste your time on this one. Some have suggested another section to carry on the story but I'm not writing one just yet. * Well, Robert finall...
Disclaimer: This story is not a "Stroke Story". This story is about adultery and emotions. So, if you want a stroke story, please save yourself the disappointment and back-page before reading any further. This story in no way reflects my personal life. All the characters, and their behavior are purely fictional. As always, this story is my property, and m...
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 are used only for the literary purpose...