Becky looked great in her black dress. Maybe she looked too good. I'm a pretty laid back type of guy, but I pay attention to things that are important to me. My wife is one of those things. Over the past twelve months, I'd noticed that Tom Burton had a thing for Becky, my wife of 24 years. He was fairly careful about it, but it was obvious to me. I could re...
Taking a drink of her soda, Keni watched as Heather and Mike danced around the floor of the grange hall and felt a flow of pride in the couple so obviously in love. They had been through a lot, but they had stuck together through it with little fuss or fury. She found herself hoping that when she and Harley had taken the step it was just as smooth. Not that...
Hola peeps. As with all of my stories my characters exist in my head, but there might be real life inspirations for some of them. Who knows? Anyways, here is the story of a couple of supernatural creatures living discreetly among humans. ~ Jack Friday grew up wanting to be a male porn star. He had an insatiable libido and the ability to achieve and maint...
"Okay, everybody, what are the colors of Halloween?" Jerry asked the kids. "Orange and black!" chanted all the smock-clad children, who were spread out across the brightly-lit community centre room, its walls already wonderfully crammed with their artwork. "That's right," Jerry said. "But I'll tell you what I think. I think if you want to use every color i...
It had been fifteen years since the three of us had been together. All through high school as well as collage we hung out together. We were like the three musketeers. However, after graduation we all needed to go our separate ways. By now the three of us had great jobs, married, kids, and a house and were doing well for ourselves and had earned some time o...
Streaks of pulsing laser-lights gyrate around the beautiful girls and handsome guys as they dance to the bone rattling beats of liquid metal rock that thud from giant speakers. The Waikiki Beach Club is like a lover's wet dream. Polynesian waitresses in skimpy hip-hugging sarongs serve fancy drinks, while guys make plays for suntanned girls dressed to arouse...
Toya swallowed hard and shook off the nervous feeling she had as she pulled her Jaguar to the curb of Yorkshire Hotel. The driver's side was approached by a young valet driver. He opened Toya's door and reached for her hand. She took it and she was pulled out of the coupe convertible. The driver handed her a ticket and she walked inside the hotel into the gr...
If you're underage or offended by erotic literature, don't read any further. In fact if either of those describes you-get off this website. This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * Introduction My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not wr...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole, Ethical Dilemmas. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much apprec...
Just a quick short story about a guy trying to keep it together in the face of adversity. Not much sex in this one. ***** I probably would have left it alone and carried on with my life without her, but it was his smirk that did it; he forced my hand with that smirk and whether she saw it or not, their total disrespect tore into my soul. It was obvious t...