My wife Brenda came home and confessed to having an affair at work with Robert a black man. She said he made her cum so hard and apologized to me. Then she said Jess if I slip again will you leave me I said I would cross that bridge if it came. We had been married for two years, both with good jobs and great house bought life looking good then this affair. I...
Believe or not, I am a fan of Matt M stories, MM is one hell of a writer. You know a writer is good when his writing can walk you right into the messed up trials of marriage and then piss you off to the core. This story was inspired by MM. While I'm not in his class when it comes to writing, I'll try it just for fun. * Bob Jackson was a simple man. All he...
An interesting new development intruded into the lives of Brenda & Connie that November; namely, Walter Scott Snyder and Linda Porter. Walter Snyder was Connie's older brother; by six years. Walter and Connie were their parents' only children. Despite the disparity in their ages they were very close siblings. Connie looked up to her brother and mainly heeded...
Brenda put the idea of sex with another female out of her mind. She had witnessed a little scene the night before at work which was probably a one-time thing, she figured. One of her female employees had her face buried between another girl's boobs, with her uniform unzipped to a few inches below her tits. It had shocked Brenda at first but then the idea of...
The storm blew into St. Louis in just a matter of minutes, wind, rain and hail blanketing the area at about 2 p.m. local. While the visual effects were over before the evening news, the last effects, especially for travelers like Brenda, would take days to sort out. "What do you mean I can't get to Chicago until tomorrow," Brenda asked as she stood at the c...
Brenda awoke with a slightly fuzzy mind but feeling wonderful. She rolled over on her back and stretched her arms high over her head, with her legs straight and her toes pointed tightly at the foot of the bed. Twisting her back from side to side, she sighed as muscles eased and several joints in her lower back popped. She sat up in bed, the fuzziness was f...
"I know you know the identity of The Nimbus, Miss Brooks. I also know that you are my conduit to him." "I'm sure I have no idea what you are talking about, Mister "Jones"". replied the beautiful brunette with a trim, enticing figure. "The Nimbus is a myth. The product of gossip of deluded underworld thugs and naive housewives." finished the woman firmly. "N...
I'm currently in the middle of working on my second book, so I won't have a lot of time to put into this series. I promise, I will come back to the story as soon as I can. In the meantime, enjoy the next chapter. ____________________________ The pair of office workers stepped into the empty elevator, readying themselves for the day's job ahead. One was hol...
Prologue - Placing her back inches from a large tree, Brenda stooped down and teased open a brown canvas satchel. The occasional wind-rush of a car traveling on the road, several yards away, served as a reminder that civilization seemed always to be only one step away. Her son, dear Christopher, had dropped her off on that highway a bit over an hour ago. B...
Part One Brenda stood on the back porch of her neighbor's home. She was looking in the window at Paul. He seemed to be crying. Brenda held an envelope in her hand and that was the reason for her visit that Saturday afternoon. She was debating on leaving to return later. Paul seemed so distraught she imagined he had just learned of some great tragedy, su...