This is my take on a theme from Loving Wives about revenge gone wrong. Due to the nature of this story, I will telling it through the eyes of 3 of the characters. This is a fictional story, and is intended for entertainment purposes only. Rick My name is Rick. I am a 39 year old mediation attorney. I am a partner in a pretty successful firm with 2 other a...
I met Tilly Shipp in High School, Morningside High. She was the prize female among all females on the campus. She was maybe five-three and not an ounce over ninety pounds. She had beautiful auburn hair, A-cup breasts, and a bubble butt. Her arms were so slim it was a wonder she was able to hold a fork to feed herself. In a word she was the prototype of the h...
All characters are eighteen or older. Please vote and comment to tell me if you like, thanks! This is an older piece that I fleshed out as a one shot deal. I hope you enjoy. Allahdeen: She was a thief and stole to survive in her unforgiving country. It was the only way to put food on the table and keep the tax collectors at bay. It could have been anyplac...
Sarah, getting dressed for work in her lawyer blues, decided life was not over. Just because her husband decided, at 35, that the priesthood was his real calling in life, why should her life be over? She hadn't had intercourse in three months and, while she knew about fellatio and cunnilingus, those experiences were really distant memories. The priesthood!...
ACT FOUR: ACT FOUR: IN WHICH ENOCH'S HAMMER IS FINALLY BROKEN Sunday Charles Lofgrin sipped his black, unsweetened coffee and leaned casually on the corner of David Kearn's desk. Looking around the expansive third floor office area, purposefully ignoring the herd of people spilling out of the conference room at the far end, he enacted the posture of the un...
A glimpse of the good times. I started getting used to Chennai and Shivu / my father in law's brother and their sexual exploits. First time in years realized that I was being used and was not in control of my life. The marriage to Sridhar and the return to native land were not working out for me. Slowly – I influenced myself that I need not live with th...
Charlie was not having a good day, despite the sunny nature of the weather outside, the somewhat stereotypically legless sheep resembling clouds, and the annoyingly chirpy twittering of birds. It all seemed quite at odds with the irritation that she was experiencing, and the jocular expression on her brother's face was not helping. "I refuse to believe it,...
This story is the fifth of a series, which began with A Knee, A Rub, A Beer and A Babe and continued with similarly named stories. The first story introduced Jake to the gorgeous, red-haired Suz and described their kinky encounter at a slightly darkened bar. The second story found Jake and Suz about leave the bar, when Suz's incredible, dark-haired, and lon...
Alrighty. This is my first story, so if you like it, good! If not, that's ok. I would like to thank jacuzzigal for her assistance and expertise as an editor. You are a doll! I would also like to thank Aussie Bard, who tale "Who's Sorry Now' inspired this one. If you haven't read it yet GO NOW! And thanks for reading! ****** Monday "I'm Home!" A simple...
I had just finished a run and was sloshing down a glass of pink grapefruit juice. Even the six-mile run couldn't quell my anger. I'd put up with a lot over these last couple of months, no more. This wasn't the first time I'd asked myself why Megan had married me. I wasn't a jock, fantastic looking, or had a twelve inch cock. I was just your average Joe with...