Please see "All Class Reunion" in the Loving Wives category for the first part of this story. The funeral home was quiet. The only sound was the soft music playing through unseen speakers. It was a typical funeral home atmosphere. Overdone with velvet and gold paint. It was cool inside but the air conditioning could not eliminate a damp and musty smell. I...
I was a senior in high school when I met my first real girlfriend, Melanie. Actually we met at a church social. I asked her out the second time I met her and she agreed. Since we had met at church, we naturally assumed the best of each other and we just barely kissed on our first date. We didn't make much progress and sex was not really on the table. We were...
Before I begin, I want to thank you all who sent the feedback. You have insired me to continue on. My boys and I arrived at my home in Marietta, Georgia. I wasn't ready for this, and quite frankly neither was America. About twenty minutes after arriving at home, there was a knock on my door. I opened the door to a pair of uniformed Military Police officers....
Foreword This tale has elements that are Maledom and elements that are Femdom. 'The Institute -- A Description' is exactly the same as in my first two stories in this series. The new stuff begins with 'Chapter One -- Wager'. The naughty bits begin with 'Chapter Two -- Dilemma'. The Institute -- A Description This series of tales is about the activitie...
It was dark, rainy and cold here in New York City. I hated it. I had been living in Honolulu for the last 8 years and gotten used to the beautiful weather there. I also objected to the fact that I was sitting in the back seat of a dirty taxi making my way from Kennedy Airport to a hotel in midtown. But what the hell it was only for two weeks and then I coul...
I awoke to the familiar sounds of a hospital. The constant "beep beep" of a heart monitor, the smells of disinfectant, the soft noises. I tried to open my eyes but nothing happened. I tried to move and found I couldn't. I tried to open my mouth to call out and found I couldn't move. It was as if I was paralyzed. I lay there and just listened. Soon I was ab...
The house was quiet now as I walked slowly up the stairs. I had never lived in this house with my wife before our divorce some years ago and it was untidy. The only reason I was here now was due to the hotel messing up my booking. I was in the city to visit my daughters Kim and Mary who were both teenagers now but the hotel had double booked my room and was...
Angie Meseret's Residence, Badhoevedorp, Amsterdam Wednesday, 09 October, 2052 09:36 Marcus Bleak decided to put the investigation on hold and attend to some personal matters. It had been a while since he had seen his ex-wife and even though the divorce had been acrimonious they were still cordial with each other. She had ended up with the house and most...
Placing the last bag of my wife's clothing on top of the large pile occupying my in-laws living room, I was reminded once again that new-borns do not travel lightly. My father-in-law, Michael turned to me with a smile: "Bad luck you having to travel for work so soon after little Gregory's birth but Marie and I are happy to have them here..." I briefly ret...
So this is my Literotica debut. Please do not go easy on me I want as much constructive criticism as possible, I will even accept outright abuse if that is how you need to communicate. Hopefully I have the right category. Please inform me if it is wrong. It is a story of a wife who trades up and a husband who hits rock bottom. The story shows his journey b...