Author's Note: I debated putting this second part of the story into the BDSM category, but I decided that it had started as a Loving Wives story and the characters wouldn't be doing what they're doing without the adultery, so it would remain in this category. If you don't like spankings / strappings of a disloyal wife... this is not the story for you. If...
Bob had acquired Carol as a result of her own stupidity. She was one of those women who thought they were always smarter than the men whom they worked with. She was smart. She was smarter than most men. She had just become too overconfident. That was her undoing. She got caught trying to swindle their company. Bob had fixed it so she wouldn't go to jail, but...
Carol was awakened again by a gentle tapping from Bob. She was groggy and slow to wake up. It seemed like he was always waking her up. Using her soft pink closely manicured fingers she wiped the sleep from her eyes. They'd been having one of the strangest relationships. He'd gained nearly complete control of her life thanks to her stupidity. He'd shared her...
My wife and I were both accountants working for different companies. We both made good money and were living the high life. We had all our credit cards maxed out; we both had new cars leased and a new condo full of new furniture bought on credit. Now as accountants, you would think we would know better but we weren't worried because our combined income was a...
Literotica Olympics: Day 18 is part of a chain story that parodies participating Literotica author persona's and satirises aspects of both writing and the Author's Hangout. * * * * * 11:00 AM "The temperature in Athens on Day 18 of The Literotica Olympics is very hot, very humid and very smoggy. In fact, it's downright sweltering, and there isn't anyone w...
There is an old saying about fishing and work. It goes something like this; 'The worst day fishing is better than the best day working'! I was having one of those days. Work had gone well and, in general, I suppose it was a good day. But, I was getting 'antsy' and I wanted to get 'out of here'. With it being Friday, I skipped lunch and headed home to get a...
It started in high school and although I didn't know it at the time it would have far reaching consequences. Looking back on it I could see that it was just juvenile young teen bullshit; the kind of thing most teens go through and usually forget as they grow older. Except in my case it didn't happen. It was the ninth grade and I was more or less going stea...
WARNING: This story contains EXTREME examples of fictional racism. If you are not okay with racial slurs or this type of raceplay, then please for the love of god don't leave some half-brained comment expressing your hate...just move on. It is important to remember that all themes and subjects covered in this story are completely FICTIONAL. This story does n...
Chapter. 03 More from the Tease It was hot that summer in Missouri, after High School graduation. The weather was hot, but I mean that the girls were too. After going steady and being deeply in puppy love all through Senior year, Mary and I tearfully broke up after agreeing that a long distance relationship at colleges hundreds of miles apart would not wor...
Naturally the first thing Suzy wanted to know was why was I home so early and how did it go? I said we had a perfectly nice dinner and took a walk and I came home. "Annnnnnddddddd???" she asked. "And nothing, she seems very nice," I said. "So there was no chemistry?" "Yeah, a little bit." "Oh. Well that's disappointing," she said, "are you going to see...