I cheated on my husband tonight. I didn't plan it. I didn't expect it. I don't think I invited it. I didn't go to this conference thinking I would cheat. I've never even thought about cheating on my marriage before. But it happened. I cheated on my husband and I'm afraid what will happen now. My name is Margaret Prescott; most people call me Marge. My hu...
(I have to thank Lewunrem for her invaluable help editing this story. I hope this turns into an enjoyable read for you folks. If it does, then we got it right. If it doesn't, then perhaps next time.) My Dad once told me that my honesty was simply too much for most folks. Kinda dumb when you think he was t...
The next morning, I was the first to wake, leaving Heather in bed, I went downstairs and made breakfast, then returned to my room, I placed the tray with our breakfast on a table, and sat back down on the bed, she stirred slightly, and I kissed her cheek, she woke almost immediately, and I served her breakfast “God I’m starving,” she said “I’m not surprise...
The Theater business in New York can be kind of slow in the Summer. That's one reason I don't much mind being pregnant and giving birth during those months. It's not like I'm missing out on tons of jobs, unless I took one out of town, but now that I'm a mom (and about to be a mom again), my days of that are over. John, on the other hand, gets kind of stir-c...
Author's Note: This is a copy written work of fiction, which is for fantasy and entertainment purposes only. Amos Mack labored in the hot, southern, August sun. It was almost 1 pm. He was 25 and a former powerful inner city black gang leader, who had just been released from prison, where he had been serving a ten year sentence for killing a rival gang le...
"Jerry! Jerry! Jerry! Jerry!" yelled the enthusiastic studio audience. Jerry Springer slides down a pole on his stage and makes his rounds shaking hands with some of the audience members before they settle down to their seats to watch emotional trainwrecks air their dirty laundry on his nationally televised show. "Today on my show we have lovers sharing se...
John Dawson drove his old Chevy pick up into the school parking lot at a much too high rate of speed. He arrived in a boiling cloud of dust kicked up from the unpaved student parking area. He fishtailed slightly when he turned toward a parking spot near the gym door players used. He was cursing under his breath because he was late again. This time he was afr...
I felt his orgasm approaching and held him a little more tightly, speaking words of encouragement: "It's all right, my love. Just let it all go. Put it all into me. I want it all." Then he was pumping his young seed into me. It was very sweet, and I was swept by tender feelings for him. He was young, about the same age as my oldest son, and so pathetically...
Under Her Thumb Written & edited by Amnoartist Chapter 4: The Oedipus and the Legendary Woman ###################### NOTE: All characters partaking in sexual intercourse within this story are aged 18 and over. Please also note taboo subjects are broached and broken here. Those of high moral standing will likely be offended. If you are of this disposition, i...
[Author's note: Life After We concludes with the next chapter.] Mike woke to a gentle shake on his shoulder. When he opened his eyes he saw Jen looking down at him. "Hi sleepyhead," she said with a smile. "I've got to run." "Okay," Mike said with a smile back. He saw she was already dressed, looking beautiful as always. "I liked last night," she said....