Tonight when I get off work I am going to go home, fix dinner, open a bottle of wine and after dinner is over I am going to tell Harry that I am divorcing him. It will be a shock since he is totally unaware that our marriage has been in trouble. I love him. I love him to death, but he is a good man and he deserves much better than me. He has been a good hu...
Author's Note: This builds upon the events of the previous chapters. I would recommend reading them first, before diving into this chapter. ***** Saturday, February 7 While sitting alone on the same playground bench I had occupied one week earlier, I tried to prevent thoughts of vengeance from poisoning my mind. However, it was a failed endeavor. Although...
There wasn't anything special about her. Yet, there was something about the way she moved. Her hair wasn't long and flowing, the kind she could flip over her shoulder and call attention to herself. Yet, her hair was pretty - dark brown, glossy, thick, heavy, and almost straight. The texture was such that it made a man's fingers itch when he thought about run...
My deepest gratitude to two of the greatest editors helping Literotica writers. The amazing word doctor, SueDanym, first whipped this into something readable. Then Vix_Giovanni gave it a final polish and, in doing so, pointed out a weakness that resulted in major improvements -- and a new title. As I submit this, Vix_Giovanni is in the running for editor of...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This is a follow up to Stripping for my Wife's Friends. It can be helpful to read that one first but it is not necessary. ... "I'll be a little bit late hon, should I just meet you guys there?" I was on the phone with my wife Andrea, and I was having to stay a few extra minutes at the radio station. My boss had asked for a quick word and I was on the way d...
Author Note: This story is the same as 'Marcie, Daryl and Steve'. It was submitted twice by mistake. Sorry! ============================================================= Hi! My name is Marcie, and my husband's name is Steve. We've been married for seven years. Steve is around six feet tall with a lean build and a handsome face and exercises regularly to...
I was raised in the typical Southern environment. I grew up pretty sheltered from life. Until I decided to sneak out of the house, run away or just lie to get what I wanted. My father left when I was young, so my mother supported us on her own. But unfortunately my mother had her own ideas about what men I should or should not be dating. And most of those me...
Once again, I have to remind some readers this is fictional story and I thank those of you who gave me some good ideas on how to move it forward and keep it interesting. For those of you who don't enjoy this story, better read something else because things will change for Cindy. She had a taste of the more wild side of life and enjoyed it, so she will take m...
Chapter 09 Aidan went from the airport straight to work after his farewell to Samantha. Despite the sunshine, life felt bleak and miserable, and there was a great yawning gap in his life. The expression on his face betrayed his feelings, and Vicky took one look at him as he entered the building and showed her sympathy and concern. "Should you be here?" she...