Astur watched her husband Mohammed eating his breakfast, and hated him knowing the truth finally; that her husband had been cheating on her. The pair of them had moved from Somalia several years earlier to the United Kingdom fleeing the brutal Civil-War and Islamist terrorism. Their lives were happy upon landing in London, and being given a council home. Now...
The sun was shining brightly, and for late September, the air was unseasonably warm. I was sitting on our patio, sipping a nice cup of coffee, and thinking about how soon the weather would be changing. The beautiful fall colors would give way to cooler temps and then ugly snow and cold. I really hated winter. It was just so cold and dreary. I heard the pati...
Mark Wallace sat at his desk in the warehouse and contemplated what he was needing to do about his wife, Willa. He had the evidence in front of him concerning her affair with her boss, Dale Timmons, owner of Timmons Electronics. Timmons Electronics produced small electronic controllers that allowed computers to control mechanical devices. Some were tiny and...
The following two-part story is a work of fiction and does not depict any actual persons or events. Any likeness to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. All parties engaging in sexual activity are of legal age of 18 and consenting adults. This is for entertainment purposes and is not an avocation for the activities contained herein. I need to ser...
Long, cold winters are something my wife Ann and I have grown accustomed to where we live. I don't really mind the cold, but come March, I'm ready for spring. Ann is not as patient as I am. By New Year's, she is longing for summer. Before February is out, my wife is begging me for a vacation, a break from work and the stress of maintaining a home. I can't sa...
Morgan Ashley was a very pretty lady, not movie star glamorous mind you, but far prettier than anything her wimpy husband Robin would normally attract. Having just stepped out of the shower she was wearing a red mid-wale corduroy bathrobe and her long red hair was wrapped in a towel. She was seated in the living room armchair with a cigarette perched between...
I was at work when I got a text from one of my wife's friends, we had recently moved out of London to the same country town as them and had seen a lot of each other recently, it said: 'Could we meet for a coffee on your way home? S xxx'. I text her back telling her what time my train was due to get in and we arranged a time. ************************* I wal...
Writer’s Note: This one is a little different. First I want to warn you that this is part one of three and this opening scene is not what it seems. But speaking of the opening. I’m curious if anyone can figure out who the two are before you get to the part of the story that tells you. If so please send me a comment. Other comments are welcomed of course E...
Jeana and I became obsessed with behinds, both male and female. Maybe obsessed is the wrong word, but we enjoyed talking about them and speculating about them, often giggling when we were at church events, the way girls do in junior high school. Several of the congregation's men had particularly nice behinds, and nicely tailored Sunday trousers that showed...
Sitting down with some popcorn I sit across from Sam and Luke as the movie starts. The movie itself was a romcom Sam had been wanting to watch for a while that was pretty thin on the plot. A witch falls in love with a man but she is magically bound to not touch a man so she changes her love to a woman, comic misunderstandings ensue before they kiss and makeu...