Two days had passed since the wild evening at Sandy and Frank's house. It was now Friday and Bill Raines drove home from work filled with anything but anticipation. For the last two days, his lovely wife, Allison, had not spoken directly to him, but only conversed using the two young children as intermediaries. For the last four days he had passed sleepless...
It's not my fault. I didn't even want to come to fucking Vegas! But somehow Charlie talked me into it, and then our "romantic" honeymoon turned into just him playing cards all the time and leaving me to my own devices. I guess I should have seen it coming. I should have listened to my friends when they told me not to marry a man 10 years older than me, tha...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan March 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story in...
I came in for breakfast the next day around ten. Fran was her usual self. "So, what is it for you today?? Omelet?? French toast?? Kick in the ass??" "I see you are your usual cheery self this morning. Hubby pee in your corn flakes??" Fran just smiled as she walked away. She came back a few minutes later with my usual chocolate milk. "No DRIP coffee this mor...
My wife and I are exhibitionists and we have a repertoire of fantasy situations we enjoy. Of course we are always open to new ideas but it is exciting when she sends me a text that says "Sports Bar" along with a time and the name and location of a bar. The time always coincides with a major sporting event. We always arrive separately and try to sit at the...
Author's Note: While this story fits within the universe of my others, sharing characters and themes, this story is absolutely stand-alone and entirely fictional. Enjoy. ----- My wife walked into the den where I was setting up the table for tonight's poker game. She stood in the doorway, silently waiting for my inspection. I counted out the last stack of c...
It was nearing six o'clock. Jason glanced at his watch for the third time. "Honey? You about ready?" he called up to her from the stairs. He chuckled to himself. Denise had been primping herself for well over an hour. Not that that was a bad thing, she was just a little nervous. And it wasn't that she'd been worried about choosing the right outfit to wear fo...
Note: This story contains scenes of consensual chastity, humiliation, and cuckolding. Please be certain these genres appeal to you before reading further or leaving comments. Love, romance, and intimacy take many forms. *** My wife, Jenna, flew back home to me after a five-day work retreat in Las Vegas. She told me it was a team-building trip that her boss...
Jerry and Lita got home, and Jerry had one thing on his mind: the big game. Game 7 of the World Series... it all comes down to this. As an Indians fan, Jerry was a little disappointed with the rousing comeback that the Cubs had made, but he still believed they could pull the win. Lita sat down with Jerry for the first part of the game while she ate. Lita was...
The divorce was not going well for me. Caroline got the house and the car and a most of our money. Worse than that was how she manipulated the whole thing. She told me, "You're a pathetic excuse for a man Carl. You never could satisfy me. Size does matter and you are sadly lacking. I always faked it with you. The other guys I fuck are all bigger than you and...