© Copyright 2010 Author's Note: As with all my stories, this is a work of fiction. It may be based on real people and places, but it never actually happened. Jess is from the Philippines. Jess is a nickname. We met in a chat room when she was in nursing school in the Philippines. I am disabled widower, in the United States. I seem to have an easier time t...
Mandie pranced from the ladies room to her stool, next to the guy she had been flirting with. The skirt of her dress flitted and flowed with each step of her high-heel encased feet. I watched my beautiful young wife as she lowered her pretty bottom on to the stool and swung her long tanned legs toward him. I noticed a quick flash of bare skin where her almos...
It was 2pm on Sunday afternoon as I pulled from my driveway and called your cell phone. You answered with a smile in your voice, I asked, "Are you about ready?" "Yes, I should be ready in about 10 minutes." "Did you pack your favorite vibrator, the pretty panties and matching bra?" I asked. "Yes, it's taken care of." I knew that you had to be careful of...
First of all, the story isn't finished yet so stop judging the main character as a complete wuss. He went from one bad situation to another so shock is definitely a factor. Second, I got an anonymous about misspelling a word. I went thru the story a couple of times and found several misspellings and grammatical errors. Quit nitpicking. Third, I realized that...
She woke up, barely, and snuggled against her husband. She brushed her hand on his hair, a gesture of love she'd made a thousand times before. Something didn't feel right. She opened her eyes. This isn't my bedroom! What have I done?! Last night's events came crashing into her consciousness. Her husband had finally let loose his jealous, alcohol fueled rag...
"Nothing is good or bad but thinking makes it so" Hamlet Act ll Scene ll. The Mediterranean break had been good for me but come Saturday I was missing Ted and the kids terribly, I was so looking forward to being home. Marje felt the same way. It was on the flight home that Sunday morning: "Mandy, what are you gonna tell Ted?" Marje asked me. "Everythin...
Author's note: There is no explicit sex in this story. No bitches are burned or even lightly singed. If that's what you are looking for please look elsewhere. They were already at the table. John and Alex were talking about the afternoon's football matches. John's wife, Roz looked bored. Alex was between wives as he liked to put it. Roz looked up at S...
Selene's first day on the job went more smoothly than she'd hoped. She hadn't worked while married to Allen. After they'd gotten married Allen refused to let her work since he made enough money to support them both. That was three long years sitting at home, running errands and trying to spend time with friends that had jobs themselves. But one night while...
Let me just catch you up to how this all started... My boyfriend and I had been dating for 2 years, we'd discussed marriage; it was his idea, not mine. He continuously brought up our future together, asked me all the questions- How long would you want to be engaged? What is your dream wedding? Where would we live? How many kids? Yadda, yadda, yadda. I had...
Megan wasn't planning to get fucked when she left her house for a run that morning. At least not consciously. But, two hours later, the sound of a strange man's testicles slapping into naked flesh showed her body had plans of its own. Her day had begun unremarkably. Like most Saturdays, she'd slept in, then thrown on a sports bra and shorts before heading ou...