This is a continuation of my first story, "My Wife, Our Stories, Her Boss," which was imperfect in many ways, as is this. I'm really new to this and apologize for the amateurishness. I do think I have a couple of good ideas to investigate for those of you who enjoy this genre, and would welcome any feedback that would help me to make them better. Less helpf...
Jen met Allie and Scott for lunch, to prep for their second meeting with Keri O'Reilly and her team. Smiling gleefully, Allie whispered "Sorry we were so loud last night." "I didn't notice," Jen deadpanned. "Yeah right," Allie said laughing. The meeting began at 2. After an hour Keri ended the meeting, even more impressed with Jennifer Andrews than yeste...
The routine of Jenna Ranier's life varied only slightly from day to day. She typically woke around 8AM, breakfasted on fruit and coffee, then worked out for two hours in the well-appointed gym her husband built for her. Her husband agreed to the considerable expense of gutting two rooms and filling it with enough fitness equipment to satisfy a pro basketball...
There is this presumption that exists between most married couples in America. "Oh, my husband/wife would never understand my interest in ___________," and the blank is filled in with some sort of sexual behavior that is supposedly too extreme, arguably too outside the very conservative, frigid boundaries of their spouse for him or her even to wrap their min...
Tuesday After I ate and showered, I went to my bedroom closet naked, feeling sensual and sexy. I turned to the bureau and searched my undies until I found a black bikini I hadn't worn in years. I tried it on: the top didn't cover as much as it once did, but at least my nipples and aureoles were covered. The bottom was just as revealing and sexy. I had to tu...
Anna glanced across the room and gave a little coy smile before averting her eyes from the men who were gazing back at her. She knew exactly why they were taking an interest in her and the excitement of it all caused her to take in a deep breath that pushed her ample breasts ever so tighter against the thin silky material of her blouse. Anna was well aware t...
Today's story has a unique twist. I have presented the first six months of the story exactly as it was told to me. Then you hit a fork in the road. You will be offered two endings; one is as it happened whilst the other has been made up out of whole cloth. I invite you to read both then vote which is which. Your comment can be as simple as "angel" or "devil"...
Note from the author: This is a continuation of another story. Although it can be read on its own you might want to read the first one in order to get the entire picture if you haven’t already. Travis woke Saturday morning to the smell of breakfast cooking and the sound of water filling the bathtub. As he started to get out of bed, aching pain assaulted his...
Ted Canfield, winning high school basketball coach, watched as Christine, his wife of 20 years and teacher at the same high school, was lifted onto her "throne". It was set upon a stage overlooking a fraternity's Halloween party. She was impaled on a dildo mounted on the seat of a toilet, wearing only a regal red robe, a queens crown and black high heels. At...
Kathryn Jackson was depressed. Her husband had moved out of their home and stayed at an apartment in the downtown area that was owned by his employer. It was reserved for foreign business guests but he had spoken with his boss who agreed to help him out. Fred continued to make the house payment, paid the bills and gave Katie money for groceries and other exp...