I drove up my street and was anxious to get home. I had been gone a couple of weeks on a trip to Maryland for my company. My wife of two years, Sandy, was not expecting me. A glitch in the hardware of the system we were working on would take a week to fix so they sent me home in our corporate jet that was headed home anyway. I was surprised to see several c...
Newport, New York 1972 was just as sleepy a little town as it is today. Despite the simple rural setting, like any other town there were countless stories going on behind closed doors. This was one of them. *** "You look lovely tonight, Mrs. B." Kenny said as he walked into the kitchen of his neighbor, closing the door behind him, and as the woman who had...
May 1983 The post-reception party was in full swing at the bar of a prominent hotel on the Strip in Las Vegas. Sally Fountain, nee' Johnson, sat at a table with her new husband and several of his friends. Her foot was doing a nervous jig as she sipped a vodka and tonic and watched the others at the table getting riotously drunk. After a bit, she finished...
Arriving at the Regency Building, just off I-69, on the northeast side of Indianapolis, I checked my watch before exiting the car. "7:20, same as yesterday." I thought to myself. "I can't believe how regimented my life has become." Grabbing my purse and tan leather attaché, I strode briskly towards the front of the four-story building. Constructed of poure...
Author's note: The following incidents are probably mostly fictional, even just plain fantasy. All sex involves living humans aged 18+, even the civilians. The story contains multiracial, bisexual, and anal elements; if you object, stop reading. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. Information may not be totally accurate. It's just a story, folk...
[Author's Note: As usual, I would like to thank my editors: Bigg Mike, Captain Krunch, Rex and Latina. Without them, this chapter would have been just stuck in my mind. So give them a round of applause. Next, to those who comment on the chapters, suggest things, and even send me messages on my email, thank you. I appreciate all of that. You guys are one of...
Mel sat in the low eaves of the bedroom chamber, brushing her hair gently with a marble comb. She sat on the cold hard stone of the royal chair, with a mirror that Vladimir had ordered for her in front of her, its edges gilded with silver. She yawned droopily into the mirror. "Good morning," Vlad's soft, smooth voice entered the room as he approached Mel's...
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...
Continuing Book 1: Cheating. This Part 6 continues the flashback from Part 5. ***** "What's with you?" Allie asked the following Saturday. "What?" Jen said. "You've got a bounce in your step today," Allie pointed out. She added with a teasing grin, "Getting over Mike?" "I'm not getting over Mike," Jen said frowning at Allie. "I don't know. Maybe I'm adj...
Thanks to MitchUncensored for editing this. I know that it's been a long time in coming, but I haven't been able to post. I'm working on the next chapter which will be even better yet. Please see chapters 1 & 2 before proceeding, and as always : Enjoy! John looked over at his wife from under his lashes, she was contemplating the small bottle of Southern...