Author's Note: This is a continuation of Nighttime Confessions. It can probably stand on its own, but might make better sense if you have read the earlier story first. This is not a stroke story. There is very little sex and a lot of emphasis on emotions. If you don't like this type of story save yourself time and go elsewhere. I had a lot of fun with thes...
Nigel Scott was 40. He had been married for 15 years to the one true love of his life, Gloria. They'd met at college, had scandalised both of their families by shacking up together after their second date, but had then stunned everyone again by getting married just after graduation, both getting good, well paying jobs and eventually buying themselves a 'prop...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Welcome to part two of the Laura and Greg epic. And yes, there will be a part three. ------------- Laura It was a week after the incident at Greg's parents' house where I realized that I had ruined my marriage for no reason...
(c) 2013, All rights reserved by the author. Part 1 There's an old saying that you never know someone as well as you think you do, and that proved to be the case with my wife. Claire is a few years younger than me, in her late twenties, and we've been together since our late teens. Six years married and with two kids, from the outside we probably seem the...
The idea for this story come from reading some of the stories written by Argee, who hasn't posted anything new for a couple of years. I didn't always agree with how some of his stories turned out, nor do I expect all who read this story to agree with, or like it. Hopefully some of you do enjoy it, if so, let me know (after all I know I'll hear from those who...
The electric yellow jacket hung in an insignificant corner of the department store, hidden on a rack of clearance items between a family of forgotten and unwanted blouses and skirts that were probably unfit for the tackiest of dressers. Fingering through them, I half expected a family of moths to flutter out. I wasn't sure what drew me to the jacket, and I...
This is an edited version of an earlier story. My attempt to publish edit marks failed, making the first story unreadable. So I fixed it here. If you check, you will see that the first and second drafts become dramatically different stories with only minimal word changes. That was the game I played with myself -- to turn a story about a failed farm because o...
I was only twenty minutes early coming home from work. When I thought about it later, that's what amazed me. They were fucking in our bed only twenty minutes before I was due home! Was I that boringly predictable? I could tell you I expected it, that I was suspicious of her, but it would be a lie. I was flabbergasted, paralyzed, dumbstruck. Angie and I had...
I would like to thank one of my readers, we'll call him Mike, for helping with typo's, grammar and punctuation. So here I sit, wondering what will happen next. I look down at my hand and in it is a pistol I didn't know I held. I am numb as I wonder where it came from. Looking up I see the green leaves of the tree in our back yard. Over to the right is the p...
When Rick and Gina had their offer on the new house accepted, they were ecstatic. Finally they had a chance to move out of the small starter home they'd occupied for thirteen years. To prepare the house for showing, junk had to be thrown away, clutter swept up to the garage, small repairs completed, and the house had to be painted. Rick painted a couple of...