It was stifling hot this morning even though the sun was just beginning to rise. I skipped breakfast threw on a pair of shorts (too hot for underwear) and went straight to work in my wonderful garden. I stood over the plants, sweat running down my face and tanned chest, soaking my shorts, looking, beaming with pride at the abundant fruits of my labor. Garden...
Occasionally an occurrence comes from so far out of left field that one has no choice but to just say, "What the fuck?" It happened to me recently, Jim, for any of you that care, a benign act at a party that turned my world inside out and sideways. I had never questioned my wife's love or fidelity, not even once. Gerry and I have been a couple since high...
I'm writing this as another entry in the wonton slut diaries. Well we finally did it. Hipster managed to come over and I managed to get him in bed. After quite a bit of chatting, a phone sex session, and scheduled and then canceled meetings, he got here and in me. When he said he was definitely coming over, I was tempted to not get ready after a couple of n...
A Dramatic, Classical Story To reiterate, I defined a story as an artificial construction intended to give the illusion of reality. (What? What?) A dramatic, classic, which is the type I am interested in expounding on, is defined as: "The story of a protagonist who tries to get something which he/she desperately needs that is very difficult to get and su...
Bridget was in college and working on a final project for her class. She was getting frustrated as she could not figure out the code she needed to make her project work. She done some research online and found an instructor that could help her out. She sent Fed the instructor her problem and he told her for a small fee he could help her out and fix the site...
I never thought I'd take my wife to a strip joint. She knew I'd occasionally gone to them before we met; a few times she'd even given me her own version of a strip act while I told her about what they were like. But visiting our local club was all Nita's idea - a friend had mentioned the place, and she was curious, and would it be too much trouble to take h...
Stephanie was on a 'guilt trip.' That's what she called her drives back from a conference, meeting or training where she had been intimate with a man other than her husband. The long drive back was used to deal with the guilt she felt after each instance. She was not unfaithful on all her trips. She was careful. Stephanie flirted with men at wherever the oth...
Chapter 1 The feeling of water caressing overheated skin is so good it should be considered its own fetish. There isn't a day during summer that you won't catch me in the pool or sunbathing before eventually jumping in. Lately, it seems like this is all I do. The more time my husband spends at work, the more I indulge in my love of the water. There is an e...
A special thanks to Matt for editing my story once again. Kayal was taking an afternoon nap when her mobile rang, it was her husband's ringtone. She immediately answered the call and spoke to him. At the end of the call her face became sad. The news was that her husband Anand will return home from his business trip tomorrow. Kayal was eagerly waiting for A...
Down the corridor Lynn knew something was watching her and waiting patiently for her to go to sleep. She just needed to stay awake a few hours and it would be dawn and she would be safe. The beautiful 200-year-old cottage had sounded like such a good deal when she bought it. Hand carved shutters and a beautiful rose garden growing in the backyard. The kitche...