When Crystal finally fell asleep it was not relaxing or comfortable, but filled with fitful and dark dreams. Waking up startled every few hours, she looked at the clock and then at the man lying next to her. He seemed content in his sleep. Staring at him in the darkness, she wanted to wake him, tell him she was uncomfortable and wanted to go home. But someth...
For John it was another February business trip, this time a 3-day conference in Atlanta. It was unusually cold and there were the usual "business dinners" he could have attended. He decided those boring, high calorie, semi drunken events were not on his agenda. He was late in getting on his New Year's resolution to get in shape and lose a few pounds. He opte...
This is a sequel to the story Jail Breaking. When you disregard all the well justified criticism of my punctuation and spelling in that effort, the majority of the numerous and overly generous comments relate to the ending or lack thereof. Technically as a short story it is complete, but I admit not in an entirely satisfying way. I also notice in the comment...
This story is pure fiction. The characters in the story are people from real life and most of the surroundings are very real. However, nothing that transpires between them in the story is real; even if it were they would have never admitted it. This a cuckold story. A cuckold is a husband who receives vicarious pleasure from his partner having sex with othe...
*All characters are over the age of 18. - Traffic was practically non-existent in this area of eastern New Hampshire. Even when a car pulled onto the forest-lined highway, it never stayed long, and as the woman behind the wheel of the 2015 Honda CRV followed the directions on her iPhone to her final destination, she never felt like she was being held up by...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
My name is Jackie. I am a sports coach at a local school in Tampa, Florida. Being a coach I get lots of exercise and have an athletic body that can still turn heads, even if I am already in my late thirties. I'm tall for a woman, just under 6 feet tall. My golden blond hair is shoulder length, streaked with natural highlights from Florida's sunshine. As a co...
My deepest appreciation to Cw5523729, Grania2, Xpoerotica, Decal_last and Gonzo437a for helping me with their hard work, editing and advice. Thank you for putting up with my mindless ramblings, guys, with your help and a LOT of luck, maybe one day I'll become a better writer. ***** ANNIE'S STORY Sara is always with me. I carry her here, in my dimples...
(Gets picked) The four ladies and their female boss one of which was my wife were relaxing having a drink at a local watering hole after the in house conference that Friday afternoon. Their employer had just finished announcing the latest breakthrough on a new Male Natural Breast product they were hoping to release on the retail market as part of their ever...
Jack and Kimberly had been married for just over a year now. Jack was a tall, slim young man with an athletic build. He had been working as an arborist at a local tree company and as a result kept not an ounce of fat on him. He looked the part of a lumberjack with a meticulously groomed short beard and golden brown short hair, parted on the left. Kim was nea...