Like most men well into a marriage, sex can become a little dull and routine. It can also become a little scarce if your wife loses interest. This happened to me earlier in my marriage than I had hoped, for after two children and twenty odd years, the sex part had all but dried up. Thus far I had never had an affair, but I had paid a visit, now and then, to...
"So yuh heard about this girl her name is Maxine Her beauty's like a bunch of rose An' if I ever tell you bout Maxine You would a say I don't know what I know (but) Murder she wrote Murder she wrote Murder she wrote (Na nana) Murder she wrote . . . " With Chaka Demus blaring from the speakers the walls seemed to dance with a vibration all their own. The h...
It always felt good crawling into a nice comfortable bed after a long hard day of work. We have these extra thick comfortable pillows and a thick comfy comfortable on our bed that made it so relaxing that I never want to get out of bed in the morning. Especially with my gorgeous wife Katie laying by my side. Katie was still brushing her teeth as I sat up on...
I sighed, took off my hat and wafted it in front of my face in a vain attempt to cool down. The station master shrugged and gave his usual smile; either I could sit around for six hours whilst the problem down the line was fixed, or make the 15 minute walk back home. It was only going to get hotter, so I set off back, shouldering my rucksack and easing it pa...
"Who the hell is that," was my first thought when getting a glimpse of one of the cutest and at the same time sexiest girls, I've ever laid my greedy eyes on, while she vanished into the bathroom? I only saw her for some seconds in very dim light but the image of her appearance, a rare breed after all, burned itself deep into my brain. What was going on he...
After explaining to her roommates what had happened they ran over to her and enveloped her in a huge bear hug and all Irene could do was start crying again. "How the hell did he get into the apartment?" Reese demanded to know "Cause I'll kill his ass!!" "Well I let him in," Lydia said guilty, "he said he was gonna hang out and wait for Irene to come home...
This is part one of a longer story. Some of this is based on a true story, but names have been changed, and details have been embellished. I hope you enjoy my story. ***** I hated my husband's work events. I didn't know anyone and we were usually the only white people there—he worked at a sports and rap entertainment company. Still, this time was different...
Author's note: This is for a dear friend of mine, you know who you are so I don't gotta call you out. To everyone else, I hope you enjoy this quick story as it unfolds, comment comment comment! Thanks in advance for the love! C8ER2U * Wednesday February 06th 2008 So this is my first time keeping a journal, and I've decided to pull an Anne Frank and name...
I first set foot in the Shawarma Sky restaurant in the City of Nepean, Ontario, a few months ago. I work as a loss prevention officer at the nearby Blue Store, the largest retail outlet in the area. The owner, Malik Al-Bouri, is a nice, forty-something Arab gentleman married to Nafisa, a tall, lovely and curvy, soft-spoken and doe-eyed, friendly and kind Afr...
Paul Johnson from South Africa had just agreed on a high dollar contract with an African company in Kenya. He had relocated to that country from South Africa with his 19 and 18 year old daughters a week ago. The contract was very lucrative and certainly awarded him for his expertise in oil and gas exploration. The contract also included his family's lodgin...