Author's Note: As indicated by the title, this is a multi-part story; it will be easiest to follow by reading Parts 1 and 2 first. ~**~ Although his visit had been short, Uncle Ray's absence left an emptiness in Julia's heart. But in only two days Ben's friends would be coming for a hunting trip, so she busied herself making the cabin ready for their lates...
My name is Steve Moore and I've been happily married to my wife Kate for almost two years; well I was until last month anyway. This was Kate's first marriage but it was my second. My first marriage ended when I found my wife, Ann, screwing around with one of my now ex-friends, Kenny. My dad always told me, that if you treat your wife like a queen, she would...
Chapter 48: The Intruder I was now forty years old and single. My wife and I had divorced six years before but we had remained friends even after she remarried. I had dated and gotten laid often enough but the women soon saw me as a potential high income husband and began to demand my undivided attention. I had no intention of getting married again. Month...
All characters in this story are 18 and older. I would like to thank l8bloom for her editing of this piece. * Sarah didn't know what woke her up. She didn't know if it was the bright flash or the sound of the sky tearing. For a brief moment, she saw the time on her clock, midnight, and then the red digits went blank. Her heart pounded as she listened to t...
Chapter 23 ==== Day of Knots in My Stomach As I sit in the guest room arranging the paper work to discuss later with Nigel, my stomach was in a knot thinking of how the lunch with Gracie later on could turn out less than pleasant. I only hope that the meeting with Nigel goes smoothly. "Mr. Nigel, Sir." "Hello, Nigel. Come and have a seat." "Thank you, Mr...
This story describes a moment in time (January 1998) and was written shortly after it occurred. The descriptions of the people in the story are accurate for the time however, their names may have been changed to protect the innocent. Understand that like all works "Based on a True Story", there may be some artistic license taken. *************** It was the...
This is a prequel to the story where my wife gets a pimp. It documents the fantasy play that my wife and I engaged in as she moved closer and closer to her ultimate fantasy of being a street whore. I was sitting in my car watching my wife walk down the street swaying her ass from side to side. She was wearing a pair of ripped jeans shorts that were two siz...
Dear Readers: This chapter is a definite change of pace from the other chapters. I hope you enjoy the combination of the two different stories. This may not be the juiciest of chapters, but I promise that will get better ;). Thank you for reading and please vote!! --- I woke up stiff and bleary eyed the next morning. I suppose crying yourself to sleep doe...
"Normal is what you get used to." Maggie reminded herself as she got up from the king-size futon on the hardwood floor of her bedroom. The two men were still asleep. She tried not to wake them. She showered, washing off the smell of sex, combed her hair and tied it into a bun, rubbed cream into her face, looked at herself critically in the mirror, and crep...
Debra came home early today. Generally that's OK because we always call each other to let the other know we are on the way and to make plans in case we want to meet in town or need to pick something up from the store on the way home. No big deal. But before I tell you about that let me talk about my day up to that point. I was off work this Monday morning...