One More Project. Warning: The central male character in this story is cuckolded in this story. If you are among those who read "Loving Wives" stories and get angry and upset to find this is a part of the story, please stop now! It would be best for all if you just record your "0" vote and go on to another story. Explicit descriptions of sexual encounters...
The ecstasy and agony of a modern marriage Today Life had been good to Owen Anderson. At a young-looking 49, he was Managing Director of the Chicago office of Morgan Weinstein & Cie. Since graduating with honors from Ohio's Denison University, followed by an MBA in finance from the University of Chicago, his business career had been one of continual ac...
Many thanks to snowbear for the editing of this story. * ROBIN'S STORY It was a bad day. It really was a very bad day for me, indeed. I had lost my job and I had lost my apartment. Though none of these matters were my fault, they happened with the worst possible timing. Only one week ago my girlfriend of one and a half years and I had agreed that we wer...
Author's Foreword: This is another story about people who do not live next door and who are winners ultimately, as they enjoy life. Also, there is no hot sex here, but lots of psychology. Please read only if and when your tolerance level for this sort of thing is high enough. The comments on my last submission included some useful advice. Thanks. All errors...
The first time I laid eyes on Rama Abdel-Masih, I was mesmerized. I mean, I was walking through the Rideau Shopping Center with my boys, Timothy and Dalton, one Saturday night, and when I saw her I just froze, man. I see pretty girls all the time, don't get me wrong. I simply wasn't used to seeing tall, majestic ladies in hijabs and regal long robes. With he...
The snowflakes drifted down through the trees like tiny gifts from heaven. I held my face up to catch some on my tongue. "Excuse me," a voice called out. Immediately I crouched down, frozen in shock. Just a moment ago, the forest had seemed so deserted. It had that muffled, soundless quality that only a snowstorm can bring. But now, somehow, my sanctuary w...
My wife Emma and I have been avid swingers for the past dozen years. We are both in our late thirties and we both have our own businesses. We are successful and happy I believe in that we have some money saved, few bills, a mortgage free home as well as a vacation/ retirement condo in St Marteens and best of all, love each other deeply. We are also very inv...
======================== With understanding comes responsibility, and absolution ======================== I woke, and it was still dark out. I experienced that incredible feeling of a warm mouth on my cock. I slowly came to, enjoying the sensation. I felt a body pressed against my side, an arm thrown across my chest. Kelly was clinging to me in her sleep....
Author's Note: This is intended to be a story-driven tale with sexual aspects, rather than a sex-driven tale connected by pieces of story. Some chapters may not have sex scenes at all. All aspects of the story are fictional. All characters that participate in sexual activity are over the age of 18. ### There were seven days left in the summer preceding J...
I was emptying the last of the drawer out into my suitcase when someone knocked on the door. I opened it up to find Remi there; her eyes widened when she saw what was on the bed. I quickly gave her a hug, careful of her arm which was still in a sling. "Oh my, come in Aunt Remi! Are you feeling better?" I felt a little guilty as I had been avoiding the dining...