You may want to read chapter 1 before this chapter. I'll be submitting a chapter each day till all five chapter are posted. A big 'Thank You' to estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 2: I Tried to do better I decided to change jobs and went into insurance sales. It seemed like a great opportunity. I was a pretty good tal...
My name is Josephine - I took a University course for social science originally but somehow I have ended up in a much sought after job as a sex therapist. Apparently, despite all the street wise women and girls out there the demand for advise is forever prominent, I blame the media in there forever articles on subjects like " how to hang on to your relation...
Comments and votes are greatly appreciated, even the negative. I ask that if you suggest any improvement, please be constructive about it and not rude. ***** Dear diary, today I want to discuss my boyfriend. I wish people would stop questioning our relationship. Everyone wants to get involved and stick their two cents in. I just don't understand it. I know...
I stood looking up at the front of the house, a thrill running through me at the thought of what I was about to do, at my sheer daring. In that house was a man who I had no right to be with, had no right to do what I planned on doing with, and I knew without a doubt that I didn't care. I was going to do it anyway. A little bit of back-story might be in orde...
There is no sex in this story, sorry. This is a repost of an older story so there will be no voting. * The chick flick, my wife Cathy and I were watching the last two hours, was finally over. I had too many beers but she seemed to appreciate it when I sat with her. "I just don't understand it, John. How could a husband be so hard headed that he couldn't...
The story so far: A former international champion ballroom dancer of the Cha Cha, Sierra Ballantyne, buys her mother's failing dance studio and is unable to turn it around. So she converts it into the Ballantyne School of Seduction against a background of controversy that she sets out to mollify. The young divorcee catches the eye of the publisher of a trend...
Roberta Hawkins – Client 146 Chapter One I got out of my house that night and closed the door behind me. The air outside was cold, creating a chilly feeling as it brushed against my pale face. My raven black hair was tucked underneath my winter hat and I wrapped my arms around my chest to increase the feeling of warmth I desperately needed. I didn't know...
I sold my house after a messy marriage break-up and we agreed (eventually) to split the profits. I had enough to put down on a small new build house, but before it was finished, I needed to find somewhere else to live for a couple of months. I had a girlfriend, Louise who was considerably younger than me and she had recently started renting a house with her...
Debbie was my next door neighbor and the closest thing I had to a best friend since leaving high school. She had divorced her husband shortly before we bought the house and moved in and she had gotten her house in her divorce settlement. We met over the back fence one morning, I invited her over for coffee and we hit it off. Two weeks later we were sharing o...
This story continues from previous ones but can be read separately. For the last night before heading back to Manchester for my final year of university, I spent the day with my boyfriend, Sam. We went for a lovely walk in the afternoon, then had dinner before meeting with his work colleagues who had arranged a social event. They'd been bowling, which we'd...