William was a good lad who had had the most unfortunate childhood. He was the first child of an unmarried 18-year-old mother whose partner had deserted her soon after he was born and she found herself almost destitute. After struggling for a few years with the help of relatives she had eventually had to give up William and at the age of 12 he was put into a...
"Come on love, we'll be late, do you have to tart yourself up so much, bloody trollop." "I'll give you trollop you old sod, now there's a fine thing my husband calling me a trollop, I don't know hey." "Serious Millie we are going to be late love." "OK, OK, I'm nearly ready Peter." "Ohh Peter is it, who's getting a hump on then, wrong week or something,...
This is just what the world needs - another slut wife story. This one is different though; the others all happened to someone else, this one is mine. * My name is Tammy and I am married to Barney, a wonderful man, a great husband, a marvelous father and I love him dearly. I have two beautiful children, Staci who is nine and Brian who is six. I am living th...
Chapter 1 Lana lit a cigarette and scoffed; she rested her forehead on her open palm, whilst the sound of drilling and hammering continuously penetrated her ears, rattling her brain and nerves. It'd been five days since the new neighbor moved in and there had been no stop at their working on renovating the apartment. With a cup of steaming coffee in hand,...
Date night was long overdue. We spent most of our nights at home going through the normal routine of me coming home from work, making dinner & eating said dinner. While I took the dog for a walk, she would bathe the kid. Then one of us would put him down for the night. Most nights, by the time our son had drifted off to sleep, we had enough energy to wat...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...
I saw Carla again, months later. We had met unexpectedly in Germany seven months ago and had a wild encounter. I always thought of her, her perfect figure, her intellect, her lovemaking. She was married, I was involved in a long-term something. We had this filthy wonderful, love-filled evening and returned to our respective lives. I sent her a secret card fo...
Jan pulled off the interstate at the Factory Outlet Mall. She noticed a place in the parking lot at the back near the interstate but well visible from the entrance. "Perfect!" Jan said to herself as she crossed the lot in her motorhome. "I'll face it so the "Itasca" is visible, and the noise from the highway will cover any noise that might come from us." Jan...
After a fairly brief fight with cancer, although it seemed long as she experienced it, my wife died. We were both retired, our children have children of their own and live a few hundred miles away. So, after the funeral and everyone returning to their own lives, I was on my own. It's difficult adjusting to that. I mean, after a long marriage where you become...
December 24th and the fatman was having a fit. It wasn't like we've been slacking all year. Well, Okay, so there's been more fucking around than a bad soap opera, but what does he expect? I mean, snow and cold twenty-four seven, and the nearest town a continent away. Not that it really matters, us elves wouldn't be welcome most places anyway. See, that's wh...