Marge Stories

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Nighttime Confessions: Daylight's Exposure Ch. 03

by Foux Pas on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

The third and final part of my sequel to capecodmercury's story, "Nighttime Confessions" is contained herein. * Don sat in the conference room of his lawyer's office nervously waiting for Meg and her lawyer to show up. He fiddled with his list of things he wanted to go over with Meg one more time, specifically he wanted to address the kids and visitation....

Marge's Brother

by pumkineater on Dec 12, 2018
Interracial Love

Marge's Brother (Chapter 16 of The Whites, Copyright 2006 by IR Inc.) After barely exchanging more than a few words with her neighbors, the Whites, in the first few months after they'd moved in, Jo and Marge White had become fast friends. They went shopping together, swam in each other's pools--Marge often swam in the nude, something the more timid Jo had...

The Marital Corporation Ch. 12

by sealawyer on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Synopsis: Peter's ideas about same-sex marriage is generating a great deal of animosity. His lover, Anne, has given him an ultimatum. Homophobic people have threatened him, planted a cross on his lawn and defaced his front door. In desperation, he has turned to the gay community for help. Chapter Twelve The doorbell rang at exactly 7:30. Peter opened the d...

American Beauty

by FrancisMacomber on Sep 18, 2017
Loving Wives

When I pulled open the door to the tavern, the sound that came pouring out was like a crowd at a sporting event. "And I bet I know the name of the game that's being played," I thought wryly. As I walked in, the noise level dropped noticeably, but I ignored the attention I'd drawn and scanned the room until I spotted Marge waving at me from the table she'd c...

Kelly's Second Weekend

by damon1951 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Part One Her first weekend at our mountain retreat had done so much to our mutual sexual gratifications that my wife insisted that she would invite Kelly again. You might remember my description of the tall, lithe, yet athletic body and million-dollar smile that this young woman possessed. None of that had changed but now I got it even in her voice when she...

She Majored in Sex Merchandising

by Rumpole777 on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

No graphic sex. This short story is based on a conversation with the son of a woman who had been a client before I retired as a barrister. As usual I must stipulate that these characters are works of fiction and have no resemblance to persons living or dead. ***** Lynn would take her M.B.A. degree in three weeks. As most working people know, you don't ju...

Michelle Gets More Help Ch. 02

by 0ra11yfix8ed on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

This story is a continuation of a story line that begins with "Michelle Finds Out". A wife is fulfilling her husbands fantasy of living in a relationship where his wife and her female family and friends control him sexually. There is no real reason to start at the beginning...unless you enjoy longer stories with more happy endings! Allen looked at his wife...

The Marital Corporation Ch. 14

by sealawyer on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Synopsis: Doc was shot by an intruder soon after Peter and Marge left Seattle. They returned immediately, and Pete found himself giving a press conference in the hospital. When they returned home, they received a threatening phone call and a mysterious package. Frightened, Marge called Ted Mining for help. Then Pete went to the marina to close "Love Boat II"...

Sherri and Gail

by Just Plain Bob on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

I nursed my beer and watched the group sitting on the other side of the room. They were bikers, but they weren't. By that I mean they were all wearing riding leathers and had brain buckets on the floor next to their chairs, but there were no colors on display, no pony tails and beards and what skin I saw was free of tattoos. Three guys and four girls who lik...

In Praise of Older Women

by gordon_a on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

From the word go I was interested in older women. No, obsessed would be the better word for it. In those days, of course, that meant just about all women, if you disregarded the giggling, barely pubescent girls who seemed from another planet. No, it wasn't them I was interested in - it was their older sisters and mothers, and the mothers and aunts of my fri...