After our third child was old enough to go to school, my husband wanted me to go back to work. He had a good job with an engineering firm, but felt we needed the extra income, so like a good wife I agreed and started to look around. As luck would have it, a construction company down the street was looking for help in their office, and after an interview I wa...
People always tell you to be yourself. And you should. But not for the sentimental reasons you see splashed across some nymphette's Instagram feed. No, you need to live your life your way because whatever life you live, you have to live it. Whatever fallout comes from the actions you take, you have to deal with them. If you let other people make your decisio...
Writer's note: A bunch of thanks to my good friend who edited-corrected the text, I couldn't do it without you. * "You have two hours, Jake." And my boss hung up, right then and there. I paced across my apartment's living room in a panic. Two hours—I had two hours to send him an article I hadn't even started. I looked at the window and cursed the goddamn...
Tuesday, August 4th, 2020 Parent-teacher nights at Sofia Vergara's Summer School for Girls were always a sight to behold. Such evenings at more traditional schools generally made for a rather drab affair, and while crowning moments of such events might include a balding, divorcee English teacher questioning a dumpy housewife about their daughter's choice of...
This escort has ulterior motives... This story is fictional, purely a fantasy. It is an adult story full of eroticism and sex. All names of people and businesses are fictional. While many of you may believe that the premise of this story is not plausible, I assure you it is. In my lifetime, I have met people who have not been able to conceive children by...
"What the hell time do you call this, young lady?" Hank's Southern twang barked at Sarah from across the parking lot. She could feel his disapproving gaze as she stumbled hurriedly from the bus stop, and struggled to tie the apron around her waist. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" She called as she trotted, removing her jacket and exposing her arms to the Texan w...
Sitting in the breakfast diner that evening, Erik folded the menu up and decide to have an omelet. He was waiting to meet with a contractor he had located after an internet search. He hoped he had found someone worthy of an extended relationship. He hadn't rejected the idea of working on a strip club and Erik considered that a good sign. His waitress walke...
My name is Philippa, I prefer to be known as Pippa and it is also my work name; I am a Sex Worker not a prostitute. How did I become a sex worker? My boss got me into it; this is my story. It all started after I left college and managed to get my first proper job in back office sales; effectively on a minimum wage plus a small amount. I submitted the writte...
NO ORDINARY GAME, CHAPTER 09 A fictional story with cuckoldry. All characters are over eighteen years old. Synopsis: Sy and Amanda are playing a dangerous game with her boss, Glenn, and his wife, Tiffany. This chapter can be read as a stand-alone story. There are plenty of details to fill in for past chapters. Enjoy. *** The week after Amanda's overnigh...
OK. I got a message from a reader complaining that I was always doing Burn the Bitch stories and never a Burn the Bastard story. I actually did a Burn the Bastard, but it was the guy's daughter that burned him, so they put it the Incest category, even though I submitted it for Loving Wives.. For those interested, read Burning Doug. The reality is that Burnin...