Here is another story finally. Sorry it took so long busy, busy, busy all of a sudden. Anyway more to come. This one is the first of a new category that I decided to do. Marriage in Trouble I call it. I am writing a second one in this category and more will come later. This one has one longer sex session later in the story and a shorter sex flashback part wa...
[This story is about a need for sex, marriage vows, betrayal, revenge and sex. I put the story in "Loving Wives" because there is lots of infidelity (cheating). The science is good, at least as of the first of December 2008. There is another version of this story called "Scratching the Itch" in the Novels category. If you choose to read the story, please at...
Chapter 1: Where There's Smoke... Annika Whenever I sit out on my balcony (and I say 'balcony' with a great sense of irony, but my humble studio apartment with its fenced ledge suits me and my needs just fine) and light a joint, I always do so inconspicuously. Or so I hope. I've deliberately woven ivy and fairy lights around two-thirds of the wrought...
Having Kate Beckett walk into the hotel room was like stepping back in time. Alexis could've been studying for her SATs again. She could've been into Twilight again. Funny how she remembered Kate as a swaggering, domineering badass in a motorcycle jacket. Beckett came in light and springy as a summer day, wearing a light-toned pantsuit with a purple silk b...
An empty restaurant in the morning had always been Julia's favorite place to conduct an in-depth interview. She was friends with the owner so she was allowed to work there while the staff prepared in the kitchen. She sat across a dining table from a sophisticated older man. They had coffee and a few gourmet pastries, which sat alongside her papers and lapt...
If there is a worse day than New Years Eve to have an emergency at home, I don't know what it is. The entire New Years weekend is fondly referred to by us working professionals as 'amateur night'. Everyone drinks too much, and too many folks think they are ok enough to drive only to end up killing themselves or others in record numbers. Even the ones that st...
(All persons engaged in sexual activity are over 18 years old and any similarities to real life are purely coincidental.) ***** "Fuck me harder. Fuck my pussy," she screamed. "You like this, baby. You want me to cum in you?" "Wait. Oh shit. My mom's home," Kathy said. "Are you fucking kidding me? How do you know," I replied while I pulled out of her ti...
I woke up at 6:00 which is my normal time. It was still dark and I was looking forward to going to the beach with the girls, but 'the girls' was a problem. I wanted time with 'the girl'. We were just getting started. While I like Grindle and, especially, like looking at her, I'm not falling in love with her and doubted I would if Layla were not in the pictur...
Author's note Big thank you to alwaysupforu2004 for editing this chapter for me. * It had been a week since... the incident with Mickie James, and Trish had been obsessing about what had happened to her in that hotel room all week. She remembered how she awoke in Mickie's arms and freaked out. Lying in Mickie's arms had felt... good... but it was way too...
April Saturday, April 01, 2000 "Are you awake, Marilyn"? "Yes, Mrs Barnabas" "Are you playing with yourself, Marilyn?" "No, Mrs Barnabas" "I want you to start. I am going to suck Mr Barnabas' cock and I want to think about poor girls who don't get any cock while I do it." "Yes Mrs Barnabas" That is how my day started. I didn't argue, I didn't even he...