After our little time together on the sofa, Tommy called me every day for the rest of the week. I took his calls and listened for the most part, but after the second time I had to tell him, "Tommy, this isn't a boyfriend/girlfriend thing. It's not like that. That's not what's going on." I sensed that Tommy didn't understand. His only experience up until th...
Miriam Smith was so excited after being selected from all the school librarians in Birmingham, Alabama to make the Martin Luther King, Jr. presentation at one of the underprivileged inner city high schools. The only problem was that her husband, Maurice, didn't want his beautiful blonde wife going into the city to be at some "nigger" school. You see, her hus...
Lana woke up in a foul mood for the fourth morning in a row; she brewed some coffee and lit a cigarette. She had barely slept through the night, thanks to the new, noisy neighbor and his loud screaming bimbo. For the entire past week, the new neighbor—who remained a faceless presence to Lana—was drilling holes on the walls and hammering furniture together in...
NOTE: This is the continuing tale of Jack and Bethany, two single parents who met when their sons joined the same traveling baseball team. Their back story unfolds in the previous chapters but any chapter can be enjoyed on its own. All content is fictional and all those engaging in adult activities are meant to be of legal age. Chapter 16 – Homestand F...
He was twice my age; he'd checked me into the hotel as his daughter. I could tell he liked it, even got off on it. We were in the hallway alone and he pinched my ass a few times, enjoying sending me running a few steps and squealing. "You're such a little tease." I shushed him and he backed me up against the wall outside out door, kissing me. I wiggled to...
Quick little story about an adoring older cuck servicing his horny younger wife who delights in telling him of her recent triple tryst. Loving, consensual domination is prevalent in this story, as is creampie eating. ***** Jeff drove down the quiet street toward his house after his usual day of teaching at university, noticing a truck coming the other way....
Author's Note: Normally, I don't do spin-offs, but after the events of #14, I found it necessary to shed a little light on Mrs. Squier, to put things in perspective. Plot-wise, this chapter doesn't add terribly much, so I see this as "optional reading" for people who want to delve deeper into the character or who want to read a hot lesbian threesome. As u...
The young woman who had conducted me from the sparsely furnished reception downstairs remained on the carpeted side of the door as she unlocked and swing it open. After the dim illumination of the stair and landing - just some soft picture lights over the art-porn on the walls - the clinical brightness within was startling. "Go in, please" she added pleasan...
I was in my office late one night, tidying things up and marking some tests when someone knocked on my door. I have been teaching CNC Programming at our local Tech College now for four years. Naturally, I have met an awful lot of people. Some wonderful and some, well, not so wonderful. Many fascinating individuals, more than enough to have collected some wei...
Since the wife has no active part in this story, there is reason not to have it in Loving Wives. But, since retribution is such a major theme in this category, it does seem to fit here. It was a cold Tuesday evening in mid November and Bruce Finley was still at his office. He was working on a contract that had to be done by Friday. Finley seldom procrast...