{The real character’s names are changed. The fictitious names are real.} I was barely inside the door when Sylvia made two short knocks before letting herself in. It was about 10:00 P M and I really wasn’t in the mood for company but when I saw the concern on her face I relaxed. “You look awful,” she exclaimed. “How is our girl?” “She must be doing okay....
I explained about my further questioning of my wife and how it hurt me when she couldn't remember the details of last night. Jackie looked deeply into my eyes and said, "Michael, you don't need a massage therapist, what you need is a psychiatrist . . . or maybe a good bartender." We had a good laugh over that. She cupped my face in her hands then softly pull...
I have this little trick that I do, to help me fall asleep. I had a lot of problems being able to quiet my brain when I was in high school and college and it would take me hours and hours to fall asleep. Over time, I developed a little brain trick to quiet my mind and help me sleep: I think about what I would do with 3 wishes. It clears my mind and lets me b...
Finished with what we'd been up to, I rested the weight of my body heavily upon her, winded from my exertions. This had been the best sex of my life, which was saying a lot. Aside from the pleasure of a fast subsiding, though spectacular orgasm, I now found myself troubled and confused. My wife, or at least what used to be my wife, looked like the cat who...
This is a follow-up to "Trust Is Earned, Not Given." I was amazed at the eighty-plus responses I received, which ran the gamut from wonderful to terrible. As posters informed me, Loving Wives readers are an intensely critical crowd. I got praised as well as skewered. To those who did the former as well as the latter, thanks for reading and commenting. Appare...
This story starts off slow, however it does lead into some very explicit sexual scenes. So be patient -- it gets hotter. It all began over twenty years ago when I met Lizabeth, the girl who became my wife. I had no idea what Mother Nature's plan was for me in those early years. I did realize that I was different than the other boys and felt that I neve...
Before they went in, Silke said to Bam "And no tongues with my mother!" "Still jealous darling?" "Nope your tongue is just Missy's and mine, so no kissing mums." "Hmm as you please, but what about Ville?" "Thanks Bammie and off course you can kiss Ville, that's way too hot to look at so." She said as she gave him a quick stolen kiss. They barged in, say...
I lie in my hospital bed reflecting on the events of the last fifteen years and what brought me here to recover from the miscarriage that cost the life of my unborn child. I am Jenny Robinson, 33 years old and the wife of Dan Robinson and the mother of two lovely children, a girl 4 years old and a boy 2 years old. I was beginning my second trimester when I l...
Linda called and said that she and Judith would be over about 2 o'clock. I told her to just come around to the back yard, I would be back there. It was Monday and we estimated that Jude had been on the magic pills about three days by now and it was time for us to reinforce the treatment. Linda and I had spent the weekend in Vegas with our hubbies and had an...
The orgasm was the most explosive one of my life. It literally knocked me off my feet and caused me to see spots before my eyes. I ended up panting on the floor with my panties around my knees. I didn't remember pulling them down, but I must have shimmied out of them to give my hand more leverage to fuck my molten sex. My skirt was pulled up above my hips...