Author's note: I put this one in Loving wives because more people seem to read from this category. Truthfully it could be in any number of sections, but it belongs here too. There is a beguiled husband and a lying wife in it. Sounds a lot like a loving wives story to me. Anyways, all characters are 18 or older. I don't claim to be a great writer or even a go...
My fingers felt as if they were going to fall off at any moment. I kept blowing and blowing on them hoping to warm up, but my efforts were to no avail. Of course, it didn't help that I was constantly being pounded by an onslaught of wind and rain. Or maybe if my boyfriend, no scratch that ex-boyfriend hadn't left me on the side of the road in the middle of f...
Carol looked at herself in the mirror. It had been eight years since she was able to fit into a size 8 outfit and now she looked good in it. Really good. But that was small consolation. She was dreading the day ahead and she didn't much expect tomorrow to be different. She would have liked to blame her predicament on her husband Brad but deep down she knew...
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Jilly had been running a sort of guest house for nearly two years. She didn't need to do it but the money had come in handy and she'd been reasonably successful. After the first six months of operation, she'd only had five or six clients (which was fine) but had decided to sign up with AirBnB. In truth, she hadn't really increased her turnover of guests but...
Story Code: M/F, MM/F, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Interracial *** John had the bad fortune to be in exactly the wrong place at the wrong time, he was driving from Leicester to Nottingham along the A47 when a thirty ton tipper truck crossed the divide and used my husband's car as a break! Twenty years of marriage, twenty years of looking after John's house,...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
Monday was another usual day. Cows with hardware, calves scouring in need of antibiotics, a fresh heifer with milk fever. Some of these things farmers will take care of themselves, but those were becoming fewer and fewer. Many chose to have a vet out right away, not after them spending precious dollars on off the shelf meds before calling us. We were getting...
"My God Vince I had more money working as a gofer on the wrestling circuit that summer after High School then I do now" That was my brother Tommy. We were sitting at my kitchen table and going over his finances for the upteem time. Tommy had not fared well in the 2 years since his Divorce. "OK Tommy" I tried to explain again "you pull in $52K a year after...
Psychologists and sociologists the world over debate the origins of mankind's habits: nature or nurture? Is man born with a particular habit, or is it instilled in him by way of experience? A careful reading of the opposing analyses does not really lead to one particular answer for any particular habit. Much the same can be said of Dan's attraction to older...