Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
This is not a story about my wanting to watch my wife fuck another man. This is a story about how I ended up watching her. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Brenda and I have been married for thirty years and they have been damned good years. I know and have read about people whose marriages have gone stale after several years and who go lookin...
"Stebbins, we need those algorithms finished," my boss said on my speaker. "Yes, sir, I'm working on them now," I told him. "Working on them isn't good enough. If they're not done by five, your fired." "Yes, sir. Thank you, Mr. Beard," I told him, and turned my attention back to the computer. It was 4:30 already, and I wasn't even half-way done with the a...
Jim Morrison cringed as he suddenly heard his wife's voice raised above the normal hub bub of the conversation in the room. "Oh my God," he thought. "Not again." It was the night of Jim's firm's annual dinner. Breton, Bergman and Simms were a leading financial institution in the city. Jim was an account manager and he should have already been offered a pa...
Thanks to all the feedback I get. Finally, back by popular demand, here is the next chapter in the Stephanie McMahon lesbian mini-series. Chapter 1: Visiting Angela Stephanie and Leanne took the next flight out to Los Angeles. The plane ride was uneventful. Stephanie was a little upset, she was hoping that she would run into the red headed stewardess again...
Rachel twisted the barrel of her ball point pen absently between her fingers while staring mindlessly at the image of next years budget plan projected onto the screen. Next to her, Debbie twisted a strand of long blonde hair which had some loose from the sensible pony tail she usually wore to work. The meeting had been running for an hour already and the dro...
Our story starts in 1980. That was the year that Floyd and I graduated from Business College, and got married. Since we were good Catholic kids who were taught that contraceptives were sinful, we got pregnant; boom, boom, boom, boom, boom. All were wonderful girls. Floyd had a job as engineer for Norfolk & Salem RR, right here in Roanoke. When my youngest st...
Chapter Seven Night Angel I'm an accountant. I realize I have mentioned this before but I think you may have gained a somewhat distorted impression of me from the last two episodes. The first you may recall started with me quietly masturbating while reading, if it can be called reading, a rather saucy magazine. That was until my darling wife caught me and m...
My name's Mike. I've been married to my beautiful wife Louise for three years now. We live in a large house and we're doing good financially because I run my own tech company. I'm a bit of a gadget geek and most of my social circle are the same, whereas Louise is completely the opposite. She doesn't work because she doesn't have to. She's into fashion, an ex...
"Mine's closer." She said as she locked the door to her office. 'This man is amazing' she thought, 'but I want to see how much more I can get from him.' The cleaning crew had yet to arrive and all the regular staff had left for the night so the club was dark and quiet until suddenly soft lights and the first bars of "In Your Eyes" by Peter Gabriel came soft...