At 51 years old, I finally have gotten the courage to tell my story. I am 5'4", 120 pounds, still shapely and fit. I have blue eyes and used to have dirty blonde hair with some strawberry highlights. But, I am not sure of my true hair color any more since I am a bottle blonde. I go by the screen name of peanutbutterthighs on discreet dating and married affai...
Melissa Fourtnoy had picked flowers from Mrs. Tunnsmore's garden and delivered them to Mrs. Edith Brickhouse's house. The grandmotherly Mrs. Brickhouse and Mrs. Fourtnoy had a pleasant time. They met each Saturday for tea. It was a two-hour drive for Melissa, but with her love-life barren, it was well worth it. Melissa found Mrs. Brickhouse mature and atte...
FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my first story, so please be understanding. This story is a dark Loving Wife story with burn the bitches and their boyfriends. My thanks to my dear friend Stormking for taunting me enough to write a story instead of just reading and criticizing other's stories. * My best friend Jake and I were chugging booze and munching piz...
(It has been a while since I have written. But with several emails wondering what was going on with Mr. Little and me I figured I should get some of it down on paper. Thanks for your interest. Don't forget to vote.) In the years that I've known him, K. Linford Little has been kind and considerate but not a real gentleman. I'm smiling at that statement, as...
My wife and I had been married for six years and we had recently moved to Hawksville a bigger town or small city in the south and were finding it hard to establish friends in our new location. Other than that, life was the usual routine of work for us both, looking forward to the weekends when we could drive to the beach, or just hang by our pool. I had mar...
My 'we've got to talk' ambush came on a Sunday evening as we were getting ready to go to bed. I suppose I shouldn't have been surprised as Jeanette, my wife of four years, had been acting strange all weekend. I asked her several times if she was not feeling well. "No, I feel okay. I just have a lot on my mind." To tell the truth, so did I. The Great Recessi...
It was Thursday evening a few days later when the doorbell rang. I looked outside and I could see a young black man whom I recognized as one of the gang members. I opened the door and he asked to come in saying that he had a message from the Boss. I asked what the message was and he said that he was supposed to deliver it to my wife and I together. After in...
A Cheated Woman's Fury I sat at the table with both of my hands around my drink. I was absently turning the glass as I tried to control my anger. I was waiting to meet with my lifelong friend, Kelly Simpson. We had been friends since the first grade and had been closer than sisters. I had been betrayed by my husband, Todd Forestt, and I wanted Kelly to help...
The Boss.... Amanda made her way into her Boss's office to translate, he barely looked up to acknowledge her just began jabbering, and she in turn began to write. Pompous Jerk, Amanda thought to herself but she needed this job and her mouth had gotten her in trouble before. For some reason everything in her rebelled against this guy. But for Amanda that h...
Julie arrived at work early the next day, but once again she was confronted by her boss at reception. "Change of plans Julie," He rumbled, "We have to meet with a client. Can you show me where to collect my suit?" He walked out the door, not waiting for an answer. "OK..." She rushed to keep up with him. "You'll have to sit in the back," He told her. Sure...