"I just knew this was gonna be boring," Dorothy said with a sigh. "Why do you have to come to these parties every year?" "He's my boss, hon," said Mike, "I don't like these parties any more than you, but he's a jerk about things like this. Sorry, we'll leave at the first opportunity, I promise." "Yeah, yeah...sure we will." They smiled at each other and d...
This story is about loving wives who love and are loved. It is neither a BTB story nor a cuckold humiliation story. If you are only interested in one of those please don't waste your time reading this one. * * * * * Authors Note: The bulk of this story is set in the 1980s back when my real life wife and I were young enough to have carried out fantasies lik...
{This story has cheating in it, so go ahead and be outraged} Denver Hawkins sat in his car that Monday afternoon, his hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly it was a wonder he didn't break the thing. Just 49 years old, days from reaching fifty, his entire world had just come apart. He was already feeling badly about things, the next Wednesday was h...
05. Into the Deep Woods Dorothy, Toto, and Scarecrow decided to follow the road that curved south, although none of the group knew where either path led. The cornfields seemed to stretch on for as far as they could see, so one path seemed just as good as the other. As they followed the yellow brick road, Dorothy told the straw man her story and how she had...
Editing by Angel Love "Guess who called today?" Jan asked, as Mark entered their kitchen and pitched his car keys on the granite counter by the door. Mark sighed. "Just tell me, honey, I'm too tired to play twenty questions," he groaned as he sat down heavily. "What's your problem?" she asked with a note of genuine concern as she poured her husband a glas...
Bob and his wife Dorothy head down to the park one weekend to sit and read and get some sun. It was a beautiful summer day and the park was crowded with families and couples walking about and playing on the lawn. "Honey, let's go find a secluded spot. I might want to take my top off and really soak up the sun," said Dorothy with an impish smile. "Come on n...
I must admit, the lady surprised me. Dorothy was one of those hard nuts -- lovely, sweet, and perhaps a little bit repressed. Although she was thirty, just getting her to hold hands or kiss me (other than a peck on the cheek) took repeated effort. She could be a lot of fun, except for her apparent fear of anything even slightly sexual. But gradually, she ha...
01. Somewhere in Kansas "Gentlemen, let's give a warm welcome to a club favorite here at Uncle Henry's," the voice blasted across the strip club. "Everybody give it up for... Dorothy!!" The leggy brunette in the short gingham skirt took the burst of hoots and cheers as her cue and she energetically stepped out from behind the curtain. She broke into her we...
NOTE ON CONDOM USE Because this is a fantasy and no lives are in danger and there's no possibility of pregnancy (unless conceived in my creative brain) I have eschewed the use of condoms. You may assume one of the following: Condoms are, in fact, being used (hard to assume in some cases). We're in a time warp and have gone back to the early 70's. Everyone h...
Chapter III Painted Whores Beverley didn't yet feel confident enough to hand in her notice at the library; she wanted to be certain that she could earn enough money selling her body as a prostitute on a regular basis. Dorothy had been fascinated and impressed by her encounter with the businessmen at a hotel and wanted to know all the details. But what inter...