There are times when I am sure there is a god and he has one really fucked up sense of humor. The rest of the time I'm pretty damn sure the really fucked up sense of humor is from Martin. Not that I argued on this idea, or tree otherwise known as Francis did either. Our third bassist, otherwise known as number three, his idea, rather liked the idea. I mean...
After work Jen went to visit Joe at the SoHo loft apartment. Willow met Jen at the door. "Joe tells me you'll fill in with his massage therapy when I'm not here," the gypsy said. "Um sure, I can do that," Jen said. She'd meant it as a joke with Joe, but she could help out in a pinch. "Excellent, it's better for Joe's spirit if his therapy is with someone h...
The door slamming broke her reverie, the noise startling her enough to make Kay jump up from her seat. Walking towards the lounge door she heard Dan's voice calling her, as she walked her mind readjusting to reality after the mental playback of scenarios started to fade to the back of her conscious as real life beckoned. "Hello love." Dan's cheery face fil...
This is a continuation of the Ring and makes more sense if you read it first. * "So let me get this straight, it's a weekend night and you run into this client and the next thing that happens is your wife is pregnant with a black baby. Steve that can't be the whole story." Susan questioned. There was no way I was going to tell Susan what really happened....
It's funny really how my thoughts and ideas about it built over time. I never classed myself as a cuckold, in fact I find no joy in the term. I see myself more as a voyeur, interested in watching women get fucked. It just so happens my voyeurism is limited to just one woman and that one woman is my wife. My name is Richard York and I have been married to E...
Copyright© 2019 by Richard Gerald This is my submission to the Beyond the Wall of Sleep story challenge. Please excuse the typos. Normally, I give a story a final reading after a week or so, but this has a file by date. I have played with the theme a bit. This is more Hitchcock than gothic, but then that's what I was raised on. * The hill was not high,...
Thanks to Ms. Black and Ms. Moon for the idea for this exercise in writing. To know these ladies is to love them. Now, let the fag cuck shit begin! I never saw it coming, but I probably should have. My lack of attention may have been a contributing factor. Last April, on a rainy Saturday morning, my wife revealed to me just how unhappy she was. We had been...
The first time I watched Ginger have an orgasm with another man was on a dance floor in a club. They'd been dancing together for a while. She'd singled him out, dancing with him early on, moving on to others, but eventually returning and focusing on him. She had her right leg wrapped partially around his left, her dangerously-high high-heel planted on the...
"So you're going out with Clint tonight?" Keri asked on the phone. "Yes, he's picking me up after work," Jen said. "You have to tell me who you think he looks like," Keri said with a laugh. "Who does he look like?" Jen asked not understanding. "Just call me after and tell me," Keri said with another laugh. "Hi Jen, I'm Clint," Clint said that evening as...
This story is the third episode in a series entitled "Courtesan". If you have not read the first two episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. "Courtesan" is romantic story about a dominant hot wife and her submissive cuckold husband. While they have a deep and abiding love for each other they do lead an alternative lifes...