My husband and I have been married for seven years. We have been together for thirteen. We were high school sweethearts who never really dated anyone else. I am extremely in love with him and I know he loves me too. The only problem was that as he was nearing his thirtyith birthday, I felt that he was experiencing the old "seven year itch". I noticed that hi...
I don't believe in the idea of stealing husbands. How can you steal something that isn't owned? I simply provide affection and sensual attention to those ignored and chaste husbands who work on their houses each weekend, checking off the tasks on a list their wives have created. Those husbands who hope that after the chores are completed, their wives be sati...
This is only my second story. I'm not sure if it is better. But I will let you be the judge of that. Remember I am not an English major and suck at grammar. I did have Havu546 go over the grammar. But I have made changes after she sent it back. So if there are errors they are more than likely made after she checked it. Please vote or leave a comment. I will...
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Harvey, my husband of six years was on our patio with his friend Gary. They'd just finished playing golf and were having a drink under the shade of our umbrella. I'd been working on my flower beds, and I was currently no more than a couple of feet from the corner of the house. The patio was just around the corner. I he...
Sandi's beautiful long legs straddled the trunk of a fallen oak tree. "Man, I wish I had brought my vibrator out here with me," she told her best friend Mandy who sat across from her out in the wilderness of the forest. "Tell me about it," Mandy said. "I thought this was going to be a romantic, sexy camping trip with our husbands. Instead, the two of them g...
Twenty minutes later, looking through a two-way illuminated panel on their side of Floor 2, the husbands spied their wives. Now costumed, Joan Hockaday exuded sexuality from every pore of her body. Her platforms had been replaced by red high-heeled ankle strap peep-toe pumps with the same 5 inch heels she had pranced around on since her teenage cheerleading...
If you are looking for explicit sex, move along. You won't find it here. This is just a fantasy, a little fairy tale about witches both good and bad. It's a love story of sorts that is dedicated to the good women, the truly Loving Wives, who bring happiness to those around them and make life worth living. ***** Once upon a time there were four families liv...
Zeb was almost feeling better after two hours of intense exercise. Aside from banishing his hangover, his exertions had enabled his humiliation and anger to abate. He had resolved to consummate his visit to the health club with a leisurely sauna and soak in the hot tub just to delay going home. Zeb was shampooing his hair when he saw the penis walk into the...
In writing for Mormon Chicks stories I get feedback from Mormon women telling me about their affairs. These usually aren't enough to tell a full story. I've decided to take a few from the inbox and put them on the site. ***** PRIVATE FEEDBACK FROM CADEE - December 2012 Hi. All your Mormon Chicks stories seem to come from Utah. I wanted to remind you that...
The thick oversize first-class envelope didn't feel like junk mail, so Brandi took a second look on her way to the waste can. It had a return address at 550 East 50th Street, Level 45, New York, NY. That was uptown, East side, near 5th Avenue shopping and Grand Central, just a few blocks from Stuart's office in the uptown financial district. Brandi opened th...