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...
Minor revisions as of 1/25/17. Nothing extra or anything, probably nothing to be gained from re-reading if you've seen it before. I think this may be my best story. I am very happy with the tone and where things go in general. The first quarter twists time around a bit and it worried me for a while but I think it works. I'd normally split a story of this l...
On the plane, we took to come back to Italy, there was another mixed couple like us: he was Italian, and she was from Moscow. They had the seats close to ours, just on the other side of the corridor. So we started to talk, and we became friends. They too had come to Moscow for the New Year, to visit the parents of hers. And they too lived in Tuscany, close t...
French's mood was the best it had been in days; she felt as light as air and imbued with a wonderful positive energy. This time she would make sure she stayed happy. She sat in the backseat of the black Mercedes-Benz® taxi and drummed her fingertips on her thigh. Parisian cab drivers were known for their speedy driving, but she was impatient and willed the d...
The train, on leaving Great Salt Lake at Ogden, passed northward for an hour as far as Weber River, having completed nearly nine hundred miles from San Francisco. From this point it took an easterly direction towards the jagged Wahsatch Mountains. It was in the section included between this range and the Rocky Mountains that the American engineers found the...
Beth sat at the bar waiting for her best friend to arrive. It had been months since they had seen each other and this had bothered Beth deeply. For years they had shared all the highs and lows of each others lives. It was a friendship that Beth felt would always be there. Over the past couple of years they had grown apart and Beth had searched deep within he...
This is a true story and only the names have been changed. Let start by saying I am not a bad person. Some guys call me a loser, or a dick for having sex with older ladies, but I will explain my reasons for preferring older ladies. When I was high school and even college, I was fairly funny, and popular, but every time I went to make the move on girl you kno...
Alright, so this story has undergone some heavy revision. Originally I was planning on it being very minor, with just a few minor tweaks here and there, but I ended up making more changes than I'd originally planned. These changes have to do with Tristan's section of the story. That may be bad for some, or perfectly fine with others, but thought I would let...
CHAPTER ONE After being married for eleven years to my husband Barry, who is a scientist in a well-known pharmaceutical company, I decided we needed our sex life to be enhanced. Don't get me wrong, this part of our marriage has been good, but I feel it could be raised to a higher level. Privately, I have always fantasised about wearing a very tight-laced...
Written by Jakewho69 Edit by Willyb (This is a wimp story so if you don't like them get out now. ) My name is Joe Klien and the wife is Jane. I'm a bricklayer while Jane works in an insurance office. We have two kids under the age of eight. Our mother's baby-sat while we work. The grand parents work it out as to who has the free time to baby sit between t...