Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * In seven years I had feared for this day to come and my hope that it would never happen had increased for every year that passed. But today it was a reality. It was the worst day in my life, though it was an average sunny Tuesday in May. The day had begun almost as usual and, if it hadn't been for a forgotte...
I seem to be on a roll here lately. This is my third story in the past few weeks. There is sex in this story, but it's not that descriptive. I leave it to your imagination to fill in details. I like this story, and I hope you do to. My name is John Anderson. I am 36 years old, and I have been married to Toni for 15 years. We met in college, fell in lov...
Arm in arm we approached the large double doors as the Excelsior's doorman opened one door for us. "Good evening Sir." The middle aged gentleman said with a clear Irish accent his eyes roaming over me while he spoke to Angelo. "Hello Mickey." Angelo responded. We slipped inside the extravagant lobby of the Excelsior Hotel its marble walls and support c...
My special thanks to hkf999 for editing the story. * I had a dilemma. I had two women. My wife, Sally, that I didn't want to hurt for anything in the world and a sexy nympho neighbor, that wouldn't take "no" for an answer. But I know what your thinking. "Hey man, you've got it made. Two women and the wife doesn't know. You're the man!" Right? Wrong. But...
111111111111 "Jane, I'm right here. I can see you" Katherine practically crying in frustration while on your cell phone waving her free hand in the air. Jane spots her, shakes her silly blonde head, picks up her suitcase and begins to make her way towards the frustrated Katherine. "There's just you know so many people here, I didn't think it would be this...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. ***** Yvonne Roberts carefully applied her make-up, going slowly, methodically. Unless she used two pounds of pancake make-up and a trowel, there was no way to cover up her freckles. But she could at least even out her skin tone, make it less splotchy lo...
**Author's Note: A couple things, just so I don't mislead people. This story is different from most on this site. Before reading this story, understand, it's not intended as a story with quick pay-offs. There's a whole bunch of erotica but it's mixed with horror. Also, despite the seemingly innocuous title and subject matter, this story gets darker and more...
Author's Note: While the main character in this story is one with an ongoing series in the Loving Wives and other categories, this is my first submission into this category. While it is not necessary to read the previous chapters in this character to understand the contents of this particular chapter, new readers are more than welcome to do so. This partic...
Eight Number one wife meet two and three. She was waiting at the gate with a surly guard when my limo pulled up, I was out and over to her even as we stopped. "Come on. Let's get you that look over my ship you wanted." I escorted her to the car and climbed in after her, pulling her into my arms as soon as we were seated, a discrete real driver turned his...
Chapter Six: Coming out To say he was surprised would be like saying that linebackers were a bit bigger than me. He didn't let go of Gretchen, but he did look like a fish out of water. "Jesus, Gretchen! You're going to give him a heart attack!" I said with a shake of my head. "Look Hans, I realize this is a shock, but it just sort of happened. Are Ted and...