I lay next to my sleeping wife, gazing at her sexy body. We just made love and it was most satisfying as usual. She was laying on her tummy and I caressed her bubble butt. It had been one year since our marriage, the best year of my entire life. I still could not believe that she was my wife. I mean, girls thought me quite handsome and inheriting money from...
My name is Tor Ormsson, and that's all I know about my parentage, as Dad and Mom split when I was 18, putting me out on my own. Later, my wife was Connie (never Constance) Hilding before I married her and she took my last name. As a self-employed forensic IT specialist, I had to travel now and then, to testify in court cases. Living just outside of Dallas,...
Sometimes I'm a cunt. -Sometimes I'm a cunt. We were married two months when Cheryl was caught stealing from her boss. She worked in an insurance office. It was something to do with premiums. People came in, paid cash, left with a smile, but it turns out Cheryl didn't always bank the money like she was supposed to. Sometimes some of it went into her purse i...
Love is something that I have a hard time understanding. Love is only an emotion right? So how can an emotion make you stupid? How can love cause you to do things that no man in his right mind would even consider? It was a little late for me to be asking the question. The damage has already been done. ++++++++++++++++++ I met Stella in middle school. I sta...
I'm a happily married forty-one-year-old man with three teenage children, two girls and a boy. My very beautiful, petite wife, Lynda, is truly my soulmate and the only girl I've ever known intimately. I'm the IT administrator for a major firm in Florida, and recently hired a new assistant to keep up with the demands of the job. Among the six applicants, Jac...
It was finally Friday, after long week at work, hoping the boss doesn’t want much done today. The clock is ticking by slowly, wondering what trouble you can get into tonight with the wife being gone for the weekend. Maybe just go home and relax. Finally it is 5pm. I figure why not stop to get some beer, quiet night in the back yard, maybe put on the TV out t...
(To the readers who commented on Chapter One): True - More men cheat on their spouses than women do. What am I even saying; MOST MEN! So at your spare time, YOU may compose one about men. But this story is one of the scarcely few cases where the wife is the cheater, and unfortunately, she also makes up part of the "zero-point-something" percentage of slut w...
I duplicated the DVDs of her sexing. Then, with a lot of thought and a couple days editing, I composed, then sent a letter, with the copied DVDs to be mailed to your house. I enclosed my now-unneeded wedding ring. I also enclosed a copy of a magazine article, which detailed all the rationalizations, justifications and excuses women make about having cheating...
Author's Note: This story takes place in a universe without STDs. Comments are greatly appreciated. JOB SECURITY John Rutter approached his front door very weary from his day's work. A last-minute meeting had pushed his day into overtime and at 8:00 pm he was just getting home. As he entered, he was surprised to hear voices from within as he set his briefc...
It was Saturday afternoon when I finally got some time alone with the family computer. Margery and the kids were out for the rest of the afternoon. I had three hours all to myself, about the only vacation time I was getting these days. Too damn much work, too damn much of everything. It's a good thing there's always porn! Good old porn! The office stiff's...