I'm Trent Madsen. Junior College Sociology professor, husband of Tami Madsen, nee Holder, and father of two twin sons, Seth and Thomas. Seth just graduated college two years ago and married a girl from Phoenix and is now living and teaching high school there. Thomas opted for a military career in the US Air Force and is currently in Germany. It's been said...
My husband of twenty-six years, father of our twenty-five-year-old daughter, just told me that he fantasizes about me sleeping with another guy while he watches, a black guy to be precise. At first, I didn't believe him. I thought it was a joke, but he didn't have a joke-like expression on his face. In fact, he looked nervous. Then I wondered if he had a d...
Laurel looked over the docket of cases she'd have to make. The first one was of a serial arsonist. It came with pictures of his three victims. She'd gone into work that morning bearing a smoothie with the smoothie dumped out and vodka filling the Styrofoam container instead. She'd been smart; that was enough to keep her on an even keel through the work day...
This is the second story in the "Shameless Slut" series. Each of the stories is standalone, but you may appreciate this one better if you read the other one as well. The nature of these stories is that the protagonist is trying new things as she discovers her sexuality, so each story will touch on different kinks and genres. So, some stories might be your th...
It was Thursday afternoon and I had just got off work. I was on my way to the 59th Street Bar and Grill. My name is Libby Overstreet. I am a married 44 year old mother of two, a CPA, and a well respected member of my profession. My husband Vince is a corporate attorney. His specialty is corporate liability. He is quite good at what he does. I am meeting my...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
It all started in my sophomore year in college when I met Sun Hee. She was this sweet, sexy, and endearingly awkward Korean girl who soon came to control and consume my life in ways I had never imagined possible. We first met at a campus lecture. Sun Hee was one of the few students to ask a question, and even though her English was a bit broken and she seem...
Chapter 3: Fourth Date "I hear you helped the Browns start their car today," Peggy said. They were on their way to Brian's house. He wondered how she could speak so casually about something he had done that day. Had she forgotten what they were about to do? "Yes, I had to push their car out of the garage so the jumper cables would reach. I'm going over i...
Could You Forgive A Cheater-- I couldn't How do you forgive someone for cheating? From every perspective it is looked at, cheating is cheating and no married person, regardless of how they try to justify it, has the right to cheat on their spouse. Marriage is I love you enough to spend the rest of my life with you and give myself only onto you. It still h...
This is a continuation of the story Never Again! from last June. It doesn't have to be read first, but it would probably be helpful. ***** It was early November, and the weather was cold and raw. The first few flurries of the season had been flying, though nothing was sticking on the ground yet. And Jean was feeling about as frigid as the weather. Her se...