To tell you the truth, she wasn’t much to look at. But then, neither am I. Don’t get me wrong, she wasn’t scream and run away ugly, she just wasn’t the kind you would look at twice. Or even once. That’s the way it is with motel maids, few actually look at them. I was stuck in a motel in South Carolina after my car broke down on the Interstate. BMW parts fo...
Amy was surfing the web, and had been doing so for the last five hours. Her real world social life was essentially nil! Her normal weekday schedule was to work her eight to five job, come home, make herself supper, and either get on the Ham radio or surf the web. On weekends or holidays, her schedule was much simpler. She did the wash, did some minor cleanin...
This is a repost of a 2005 story. Donna and I have been married for eight years. We graduated from college together and were wed within a year. We both had good jobs and we are putting as much money aside as we could for our first home. There are no children yet. I want them, but Donna just cannot get interested in being a mother in any sense of the word. T...
This fantasy story is based very loosely on the comic "Sophie's Curious Perversions" by Von Gotha. That story took place in 1958 London. This one takes place in 2002, in Portland, Oregon. If you have not yet read the original "Sophie's New Perversions"you may want to do so to understand how Sophie got to where she is now. Chapter 12: Sophie and Tracey Go Sh...
This is a continuing work of fiction, any resemblance to anyone or any place living or dead, real or imagined, is purely accidental. * Sherri woke thinking of him, and knowing this was the last day she would have to leave him. She smiled, knowing her dream, which a month ago she hadn't known was a dream, was about to come true. They exercised, like always....
Author's Note: This is my fourth semi-annual writing invitational. The previous three have been based on specific song titles: "This Bed of Roses," "El Paso," and "Maggie May." The theme this time is somewhat broader: any country western song. The various authors hope you enjoy the stories – Jake Rivers ~~~~~~ A nod to Microsoft for their great n...
***The final act in this short play. 0_o ================================================= “Does he sleep through the night?” he asked her, whispering after they’d put the infant to bed in his own crib as they watched him drop off and she shrugged, “He’s getting there,” she said, “He manages to more often than not now.” It had come to his mind a few times...
My name is Joan. For the purposes of this story you don't need to know my last name, though I shall tell you a few details of my history and myself as they become pertinent to my tale. To start, I graduated from the University of Nevada, Las Vegas not long ago with double BAs in accounting and computer science. As our story begins I was 22 years old and had...
Ok, My last post received quite a bit of negative responses because my protagonist was a total wimp and let his wife walk all over him. Well in this one, in the end, stands up for himself. Warning: this story contains all the elements of cuckolding save one and feminization of males. If you have a problem with either of those, then quit reading here. Skip...
Another Friday evening and though I was late getting home, my wife Victoria was even later. I didn't like her going out after work with her friends but what can a man do? Every couple does need a life apart from their spouse and Vicky was very good about not only letting me know when she was going out but she also told me where they were going and made sure...