It has been a crazy two years since I first let our paperboy have sex with me and I suppose that a church-going, middle-aged wife like me should be at least a little bit bothered by it but it's just not happening yet. Of course, it helps that my husband set me up for it and even though there is a word for women like me that I guess I am guilty of being, I ca...
This is the seventh in a series of stories about the consequences of the actions some wives take. When a marriage and children are involved, the consequences can be painful. This is one of those cases. * She thought to herself there was no possible way things could be any better than they were. She told herself again that she was blessed: she had it all....
I woke up some time later to the sound of the bushes lightly rustling in the wind. Sarah was still sleeping soundly on top of me. I looked down and admired her beauty in awe. It was quite dark, but I could just make her out in the starlight. Her head was nuzzled against my chest. Her shoulder length blond mane was a mess, plastered in places to her cheeks an...
When I woke up the sun was shining brightly through the window closest to my bed. Its light was what actually woke me from enjoying a dream that I know I shouldn't have been having anyway. Brandon didn't seem to be fazed by it though; even as it shined directly onto his face, he continued to sleep. Looking at him, I felt a tug on my heart while watching hi...
Lets see. Sweaty palms, dry mouth and butterflies in the stomach. Fear. All symptoms present and accounted for. To help dispel the nervous tension, I got up and walked around the hotel room one more time. It hadn’t changed. I checked the camera – still fully charged. Then my watch one more time. Five minuets. Five minuets and either one of the best nights of...
from an idea by dahlia57 * Kira organizes in Paris, every two months or so, a kitty party for the Indian women she had met on the plane when commuting between Paris and New Delhi. It's an occasion for these women to eat Indian pastries, share gossips, view the latest Indian movie or show off the last garments and jewels their husbands had bought them. As K...
When I returned to the University in the Fall I was determined to find a place to live off Campus. I was in a Dorm my first year and it was a disaster. The constant noise, the party boys, the pranks and immature nonsense drove me crazy. I am in school to study and do well, and not see how much beer I can drink. I found some ads for rooms on the internet a...
(A trilogy: Part 1) Acknowledgement My gratitude to Editor Bruce Paulk for providing his expertise and advice. The wind blows strongly against the door. It's hard to push open and get out into the fresh air. It's always a gale when you move out to sea. The gap between the two land masses seems to channel the wind through it, summer and winter. It was...
Dust clouds boils up high out of the plains of North Africa, obscuring the sun, turning it into a flattened orange in the lemon sky. In the Pacific Ocean, islands so green that walking in their forests is like walking through a wet and dripping emerald, with the startling brilliance of birds in tearing flight. Long gray streets of Midwestern cities under...
It was a bright Chicago day. A hot, semi-windy day...perfect for sailing on Lake Michigan, and that was the plan. Donny and I were on vacation that summer, and we decided to visit one of his old friends, Sam. It had been over 18 years since we saw Sam. He and Donny had been close friends since high school, and though he stood up for Donny at our wedding, I d...