The night was cold, dark, and it felt human. A stiff breeze blew in from the Atlantic, ruffling the branches of the palm trees that lined this side of Canal Avenue that faced the ocean. There I sat in my Lincoln Continental parked a reasonable distance from the Mansfield mansion. From where I sat, I had a good view of the main gate and the upper story of the...
You hear all the time of people discovering the partners cheating, I never thought it would happen to me, but it seems I was wrong. Did I come home early, did I, or someone see them together? No. I found out because my mates brother in law is a priest. Confession was it, again no. It was because he got arrested, you already know what for, he is a priest afte...
'I have no idea where you would get such a notion,' I told my wife, exasperated at being accused of cheating yet again. We stood in the kitchen, across the table. Not once in all our married life, short though it was, had I ever messed around with anyone else. I was not like that. Having said that, there is only so much a man can take before he starts to th...
Warning: This story contains materials with similar themes as the stories by Thetalkman, Wannabeboytoy, SeducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal, namely cheating, betrayal, and heartbreak. Please proceed with caution if you are not a fan of this genre. I do not condone any of these actions in real life. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, plac...
As usual, I have used real locations in this story, though the characters are all fictional. The story is set in 1994-1995, when texting 'alphamate' pagers were in use, but before everybody had cell phones. __________________________________ "Oh, my God, what are the police doing here?" That was my girlfriend Libby, as we were sitting around, sitting arou...
This one is for the Love the One(s) You're with Competition, so your votes and comments, as always, would be much appreciated. Hope you enjoy this and stay safe. * We'd only been married two years, and I thought we were happy -- planning a future together, talking about having kids, maybe getting a dog, the whole nine yards. Then I got a text. My wife had...
This takes place after Wanda Backseat Observer. * Wanda had been struggling with her emotions ever since her Valentine's Day encounter in her in-laws' garage. She knew what she should have been feeling was outrage at the masked man who pinned her against the wall and slowly penetrated her. In reality, the event had left her massively turned on. While she...
This is the second part and conclusion to "What Would You Choose." You need to read that for "Aftermath" to make sense. I self-edited this time and used Microsoft spell and grammar check. Please forward any spelling and grammar errors to Bill Gates directly. Actually, I would love for all the readers to both score and comment on the story. Your feedback wo...
Please give me the support of your vote and comment All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no minor characters in this story. * Think about the supposition that all women are whores. If I'm a whore and if all women are whores, then all men are whoremongers Imagine the ramifications of believing that all women a...
I thought my life was completely normal, and it was until about 3 months after my wedding when I found out my wife was not only bisexual, but that she had been sleeping with women throughout our entire relationship. Oh and that was women, as in plural, as in multiple. It started as I was flipping through some wedding photos on our computer. We had asked that...