Agatha had had a shit day at work. "Fuck you, Charles." she said out loud as she strode in through the front door, kicked off her shoes, tossed her jacket and dropped down dejectedly on to the cream sofa in the living room. All Agatha wanted was a good hard distraction fuck, and he had the audacity to be on holiday with his family. Agatha was relatively ta...
Chris was worried, he could see the train coming but there was no sign of Joanne. The train pulled in and stopped. Chris got on and had a last look down the platform. She wasn't there. His phone indicated a text. 'Missed train, but more important missed u XX' He text back: 'missed u 2. Will phone later XX' It felt really strange being on the train on hi...
In the flat above mine lived a short, dumpy, middle aged woman. We met on the stairs occasionally and said hello, politely, well we did until the evening when there was a terrific crash on my bedroom ceiling, followed by a half an hour of silence, then a desperate banging started. I ascended the stairs to find the front door of my neighbours flat unlocked, f...
My wife has bought tickets to a local fundraiser ball at the community college. She insisted that we go with the formal theme, a new gown for her, a tuxedo for me. When I heard that Lisa and her husband Erik were going to go with us I began to like the idea a little more. They were a fun couple, and Lisa was cute, although slightly overweight she more than m...
“Careful, Lorna, Ross will be back . . . ” My lunch meeting had been cancelled, so I had stopped at a deli and intended to eat lunch in. It was a good chance to catch up on paperwork. I was surprised to hear my wife, Molly’s voice. Molly was in my office. That was not unusual. She often waited there for me. But why, I wondered, was she whispering to Lorna,...
Having met Nana at the school yard just a couple of weeks ago, and spending time with her fucking and sucking, I thought something had happened and she lost interest. We were even supposed to treat each other with some phone sex, but that stopped after the first call. I thought she had lost interest or got a better offer. Three days ago, I took the grandkid...
As Salam Alaikum, dear reader. My name is Nafisa Sassine, and I'm a young Muslim woman of Lebanese descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study business administration, with a minor in political science at Carleton University. Oh, and I'd like to take a moment to clarify some grave misconceptions that you Westerners continue to have about us Muslim...
I was happy when my husband and I were dating. He and I spent every day together and did everything together. If he wasn't coming over to my house, I was going over to his. We hit all the malls, did some of his favorite hobbies and mine, we introduced each other to our friends and made time to hang out with them. I never, ever had an issue with his parents;...
I had been smoking cigarettes since I was nine years old, I thought,to myself as I awoke with a smoker's cough. "It's time to quit!" I said out loud. I had tried many times before to no avail. This time I would try hypnosis. I had spoken to a friend that was hypnotized to stop smoking, and she hadn't had a cigarette in five years. She gave me the name and nu...
This is part one of a longer story. Some of this is based on a true story, but names have been changed, and details have been embellished. I hope you enjoy my story. ***** I hated my husband's work events. I didn't know anyone and we were usually the only white people there—he worked at a sports and rap entertainment company. Still, this time was different...