This story is part 2 of Mature Prudish Woman Blackmailed. It is advised that you read part one first. All comments welcomed. ***** Two years had passed since I had married and become pregnant by my young lover. In that time I had been incredibly fortunate to conceive and carry another perfectly normal child, before my periods had stopped altogether and I...
How do I get my self into these situations? A few days ago, Janie came bounding into the den. She had made a new friend from down the street. I had lived here for twenty years and she found a friend in the only family I had never met. Family isn't quite right. "Most Infamous Crime in the City" family is more correct. The tragic story filled all the paper...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback f...
Sitting on the park bench in Saint Louis, I was about to eat my fast-food lunch, when I looked—really looked—over at my chance-met seat-mate. At first glance, she looked like any of the homeless folks that grace all of our cities, and I'd been braced for the usual come-on tale of woe, followed by a plea for some 'spare change.' But, as I started to open my...
When Jim came home from playing golf, his wife Betty was waiting at the door. Jim knew something was wrong. "Follow me," was all she said. Jim followed the nicely shaped woman of thirty nine through the house. Betty wasn't model material but she was more than Jim had ever hoped to land. She had a nice figure, she was fun and treated Jim good. Jim knew Be...
Me, my wife and our friends had been drinking in my hotel room after a wedding. When Lucy disappeared into the adjoining room with Tim, the hem of her dress hiked up showing just the bottom of her round, thong-clad ass. They had been messing around on the couch, hence Lucy's bunched up dress. They got up and left without saying anything. I lay on one of the...
If you haven't read the series simply titled "The Initiates" you may want to go back and read those two Chapters first in order to better understand the characters for this story series. It goes without saying you should read Chapter 1 of this series before proceeding with this Chapter. And remember the two rules: Please Vote and Please provide Feedback. I h...
I'm still not sure this story truly qualifies as noir. But, readers' comments suggest that the first chapter was generally well received. Thank you. This story is a work of fiction. Some real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously. Insofar as the author knows, no real person affiliated with any of those institutions has ever behaved as d...
This Is the first of a 2 part story of a transformation from straight to a bi/gay cocksucker. I hope you enjoy... ***** I am a 49 year old divorcee. After 2 years of divorce, diving into my work was not enough to satisfy me any longer. I had begun visiting more and more porn sights on the weekends and evenings. I became very familiar with satisfying myself...
~ In The Chapel ~ Dust particles drifted lazily through the filtered light from the stained glass window. The image of the descending white dove, olive sprig clenched in its beak, held the promise of peace and absolution. That hopefulness, however, had yet to reach the far corner of the chapel. The lone patron listened to the recorded pipe organ, weeping an...