Monday morning life was back to normal for Irene and Oscar. Both went to work, as usual, and got wrapped up in the humdrum existence which was the lot of most people. As the day wore on Irene day dreamed about her lunch with James, and how naughty he'd been, and then about her husband using his tongue between her legs to such good effect. She wondered wheth...
Back with Shady Ship. This is chapter five. Last chapter, I did a good job at building up on Tucker and Stacie's friendship. I fell in love with that pairing, despite me being the writer. What we know. The twins are some obvious damn cowards, like Stacie. But Stacie seems to be becoming less dislikeable as a character. Devon is the only Black character, bu...
It was about two thirty when he arrived home. Gavin almost shit himself. Irenes car was outside. He parked in the drive and slowly walked the green mile to his door. He could see Irene and Elaine in the kitchen they were smiling and chatting. "OK, whatever trouble she has come to cause hasn't happened yet," he thought to himself. He opened the door. The tw...
On Tuesday a parcel arrived. Oscar was at work, and Irene was at work, but the courier left a card, and since Irene got home first, she scooped up the card and resolved to collect the parcel from the depot Wednesday lunchtime, so she would have the contents on Wednesday evening when her lover Robert would be staying with them. Oscar knew nothing about the p...
The life changing friendship between Irene and Sally started rather inauspiciously in a queue for the ladies toilet. It was a very slow moving queue. "I assume you are here with your company for a Christmas part?" Sally opened the conversation, trying to take her mind off her desperate need to pee. "Yes, but I've lost track of most of them, so I'm thinking...
Irene was true to her word and declined lunch with Robert, saying that it would be 'inappropriate' since she was a married woman. Robert, however, was persistent, and sent her an e-mail every few days, just chatting like friends. At first Irene didn't answer the e-mails, but she didn't delete them either, choosing to save them in a folder called personal....
Various Sides Of The Story I would like to thank, The Hip and Knee Doc for his extensive help in redoing this final chapter. I know a lot of readers were waiting on this chapter, and some may not like the way I ended it. So, if you do liked the ending great, if not, I guess you'll just have to slam me; I'm getting used to it; but at least I'm getting better...
This is a full blown cuckold story written for my friend Oscar. If you are one of the illiterate hate-filled anons lurking in the loving wives section of Literotica, give it your cursory (that means hasty or hurried for the illiterate hate-filled anons) one star and move on. What drives a woman into the arms of another man? What is it that induces her to re...
Oscar just froze. Did Irene really expect him to drop to his knees in front of her lover? He started to lower himself slowly, assuming that she meant it since she hadn't laughed or told him it was a joke. "Just ignore her, she's just winding you up, how are you doing Oscar?" Tom shook Oscar's outstretched hand and entered the apartment. Oscar shook Tom's h...
Dedicated to all bullying survivors...it really does get better! Chapter 1 "I say, Elizabeth," Irene huffed through the frigid air as the two best friends stepped down from the streetcar and made their way to the bathhouse, "Does it ever seem to you that the baths aren't worth it in this weather? Every moment in that warm water you know you've got to go ba...