The day I'd invited Jessie and Bob out, I also called Doug. I suspected we were in for a big barbeque. More than I was willing to cook. He was booked Sunday and Monday, but had Saturday available. He just needed to know how many to feed. "Ahh, I'm not sure just yet. How much lead time do you need? "Wednesday is as late as I can wait, and Murph, that's a p...
Strictly fiction. Many thanks to my editor "Wicked Inside". ***** Bright light was pushing its way around the edges of the wooden blinds. I could feel that it was probably time to get up, so I slipped out of bed and went over to lift a slat and glance out. There were people on the street outside, and the sun was definitely up. The town was, I guessed, show...
Ding-dong, the doorbell rings, signaling the first of the trick-or-treaters on this Friday evening. I open the door of my rented condo to see and hear goblins, a ghost and even a ghoulish zombie yell, "Tricker treat." As I hold out the candy dish for them I look out to the yard to see the mothers looking at my yard sign advertising my after trick-or-treat p...
Two years ago I discovered my wife Rhonda was having an affair. That led to a vicious argument that ended with me packing my bags and moving out. Of course my moving out wasn't due to the argument. I was moving out because I wasn't going to live with a cheating slut. Our marriage was over the second she let another man into her panties. I checked into a mot...
My wife is an amateur photographer, mostly doing pictures of family, friends, nature scenes and animals. She started years ago with just a small 35 mm camera, then a 35 mm with all the lenses, attachments and apparatuses, and now has gotten into digital photography as well. She really gets into it and enjoys playing the part of the photographer, however she...
A few days later, Jeannie and I are kicking back after an afternoon of fucking good fun when the doorbell rings. Jeannie ran into the bedroom and I pulled on some cotton pajama bottoms. It's my house and I was feeling pretty good about nudity at the moment so I didn't bother with a shirt. I opened the door and it was Freddie. Freddie was Jeannie's friend tha...
My previous exhibitionist adventure at the Russian Baths had been fun, but left me wanting more. As I thought about it over the ensuing days, I realized that I wanted more than just attention — though I definitely wanted that, too. "What about getting a job at as strip club?" said Peter. I was in Peter's bed. We had just finished fucking, and I let Peter c...
Author's note: This story will be my 50th submission to Literotica. As such, I'd like to take a moment to thank all of my readers who have taken the time to send feedback, be it good, bad or ugly. You have sent me writing tips, constructive criticism, harsh rebukes, high praise, story ideas and a few of you have become on-line friends. I love you all, but sp...
I sat back and listened to the cd I had of Angela's description of her infidelity. I listened to her confession and her explanation for the umpteenth time. I shut it off. I'd loved her. I'd loved her with all my heart, but I knew. I guess I always knew. Angela needed more than I could give. It wasn't her fault, not really. It was me. It broke my heart. I w...
I knew this man for several years. He was always nice to my friends and me when he first moved in. I don't know how old he really was, but he was not that old, not compared to my parents. I graduated from high school and went off to college. In that time, my roommates and I would come home each year for his Halloween parties. He was always funny in all the...