Brad and I had been dating since our sophomore year in high school. We did not know it at the time, but Brad was to be my first husband. We were now out of high school by a year and a half and both of us had jobs close to each other. There was a large county park about 5 minutes away from where we both worked. In nice weather we would meet there for lunch wh...
I have the world’s best job. And the world’s best boss. But then I’ve been in love with him a long time. When we were seniors in high school, Mike was the bronze Australian Greek god of an exchange student. Ok, you’re going to say he couldn’t be an Australian Greek god, but believe me, it was true. I did everything I could to get him to notice me. At the be...
This is a cuckolding story... wives who do other men, with their husband's acceptance of the situation. There are those out there who do not like such stories. Usually their name is Anonymous. Apparently they don't have a last name. At least they never use a last name when they post their negative comments. So if this theme, as the majority of the "Loving Wi...
Maureen had tried to stay awake. She wanted to consummate this relationship. She wanted to possess this man. She loved this awkward, lanky, boat building, chicken frying, nose punching young man. She thought about the punch in the nose for a second. That was quite a surprise. Nobody saw that coming. Yeah, Cal had become all she thought about, or cared about....
Thank you, Candace * His consequence staying married to her, her consequence being without the man she loves. New York Ted's parent died when he was ten years old. Since then he lived at his uncle's place. In High School he befriended Jessica and soon both became inseparable. After high school he went to a trading school to become a mechanical technician...
'Stop it, you big tosser!' Olivia giggled as she batted Angus' hand and ran to the other side of the kitchen table. It was a glorious day. The weather crisp and lovely, the sun shining, albeit in a futile attempt as it made no impact in the cold, December weather; even the birds were chirping -- a great feat as no stupid pigeons were batting about the trees....
A note to readers: This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists – Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters. Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see start of Ch. 10). This story co...
No, I don't mean it like that, in the sense that she's a slut, or loose with guys, in the way you might refer to somebody who was promiscuous in high school, or in the way it's fashionable for young ladies now to refer to each other as "bitch" or "ho." Rather, she is a genuine whore - that is, a prostitute, who makes her living by having sex with men in exch...
I have a nice getaway property in a small mountain chain somewhere in the heart of Dixie. The views are great, and I have about 70 acres of land; a large portion of which is bordered by over a half mile of creek. It is through this creek that I access the property; it is 4WD accessible only, unless one wishes to hike in the almost half mile right of way from...
By June, the group of friends had expanded considerably since the beginning of 1957. Robert Clark and Lisa Green were starting their new life together. But they couldn't get married until her divorce from the bastard Donald Price was finalized, which would take another eight months. They were being careful not to get Lisa pregnant. They wanted to be sure t...