I was happy, perfectly content, with my wife, Joan, that is, until she lost 100 pounds. We had a good life as man and wife, a life that was centered around food and the kitchen. Truly, is there anything else in life? Only, all that changed with daytime and reality TV. I built her a custom kitchen with a big island and loads of granite countertops and work...
I just couldn't go on like this anymore. My gut had been bothering me for weeks now and I couldn't figure out what to do about it. So, I finally went in to the hospital to get checked out. It was a Tuesday afternoon so it wasn't too horribly busy in there so they could take me in to a doctor pretty quickly. I sat in a chair patiently waiting for the doctor t...
January 3rd, After my thought inspiring walk last night I woke up ready to do the right thing today. It's cold and rainy again but at least I know I won't have to go for a hike. I have work today. Work always makes things a little harder for diets, but also easier. Bringing my own meals is the way to go. That's why I created four salads at about 100 calori...
Thanks to LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing this story. They are the best! * I want to take responsibility for my actions. I guess I could try to blame someone else but in the end it was my doing. So I am going to set up a tape recorder that can be used as evidence. Here it goes. I turned on the tape recorder and began my story. My wife Marti and I have...
Wow, some of you really seem to have strong opinions on our little project. Thanks for reading, whether you like the plan or not. I have received NUMEROUS e-mails asking for the spreadsheet, and have sent it to all who asked. This is certainly not a path I would recommend to everyone, but so far it is working for me. Day 18 (242 Pounds) So far, I have only...
Author's note: this is my entry for the 2017 Summer Lovin' contest. Please vote and leave comments if you have the time. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious and are eighteen years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * I was a deer caught in the headlights when he opened the front door o...
Sharon woke up with a start. She had fallen asleep in her car again. She wiped the sticky drool from her chin. Her neck hurt. She tried to roll it out. Sharon’s neck always hurt after she took naps in her car, a 2001 Saab something or other that used to be her mom’s. It had gotten dark out in the time that Sharon had been sleeping. She tried to remember why...
Naked? Naked! Sadie could not believe that her best friend's boyfriend had just walked right in on her in the shower. Naked! Surely the asshole must have heard the water running in the shower? And without even the shower curtain to shield her modesty. She had been caught in mid-stride: the shower curtain flung back fully, her hand reaching for the towel, but...
I don't know where the notion came from. Just popped into my head one day, after sex! But it just wouldn't go away. And the more I thought about it, the more I wanted to try it. The more I NEEDED to try it. So... I invited some friends over for dinner, which is a fairly regular thing for me to do. I'd planned the menu a bit differently this time...out of ne...
Note: This story is the fifty-ninth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous fifty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I str...