By Likegoodwinecopyrighted November 2012 Here's another short story for you. Enjoy! This story is a parody of many cheating wives stories of revenge posted on this site (including some of mine). This story caters to the 'Burn the bitch' fans. Beware! Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated, as they will help me grow. * Sometimes, just when...
Author's note: These are the beginning chapters to my novelette, Send. Chapter 1 will give you and introduction to the characters, and Chapter 2 will give you, well, something more. ;) Enjoy! Chapter 1 The words spewed out of me and onto my keyboard in a flood of anger and hurt. I punctuated every tap with a heavy click on each letter. Interesting how an e...
I was in a marriage that no longer had anything in it especially love. We had been married 18 years and for the past 4 before that it has been like living like brother and sister. I am white and so is my husband. He had been taken ill and had to be in the hospital for over 2 weeks. After his stay he "claimed" that his cock was fucked up and that was the excu...
'One extra pint today - and double-cream!' Enoch crunched the scribbled note in his hand, put it in his pocket and grinned: Mrs. Howell was one of his favourite customers and he never let her down. Carefully, he twisted the solid brass handle and eased the heavy oak door aside, shushing it sternly when it creaked on its hinges. He looked over his shoulder,...
English is not my language – so be nice when it comes to grammar – be honest when it comes to the story. This is just the beginning... Sometimes you just sit there, staring without seeing, your mind somewhere else than present time and place. I had to admit it would have looked that way as I sat waiting for the airline to call us to the gate, my eyes locke...
Chapter 3: The Aftermath I woke in the middle of the night to find Carol and I back-to-back. I got up and went to the bathroom. While taking a leak I noticed my dick was coated in our juices, some of it still moist. I just left it that way and went back to bed. I reached down and pulled the sheet over us and snuggled up to her placing a leg over her thigh a...
When Jeff Jones was 12 years old he had been a skinny little squirt who girls had laughed at. Now at 18, after 6 years weight training, football and a sudden growth spurt, he was six feet 2 inches of solid muscle. Huge biceps, broad shoulders and massive abs tapered down to a six pack, before thickening out again to two tree-trunk thighs with a solid 9 inch...
Day 33 Mr X called today. We went out for lunch. I was nervous, I don't know why. Well, that's not true. I'm nervous because he knows a lot more about me than him. He asked me how I enjoyed the club the other night. I said it was ok, but it got a little rough. I told him that catering to bored professionals was pretty clever and that I wish I had thought...
Dean Dawson kept to his word and didn't mention a thing about the fact that I – one of his students- was working in a massage parlor across town. I guess he could have mentioned something to someone, but then he'd have to admit he had been at that same establishment. So like countries aiming rockets at each other, nothing could happen without the other doin...
We were watching a movie, like we always did, since I was twelve and he was seventeen. Even after losing contact for years we started back our traditions on our own once we found ourselves to live close again, without the usual group of friends. But then why did something feel different this time? Was it that me and my boyfriend were having troubles, have...