Chapter 9 Saturday night, Dawn arrived at our biweekly party with Skeet, her husband, behind her. He carried a chafing dish that contained chicken in a mushroom sauce that looked delicious. I helped prepare a space on our serving table for him to set it in, and then got to shake his hand to welcome him. Skeet shook his head, "I can't believe Dawn talked me...
When I awoke the next morning, Mom was still asleep. I slipped out of bed without waking her and went downstairs to the kitchen. I figured out a way to make coffee without the coffeemaker. I took out the filter holder, and while I held it in my hand, I poured the hot water through it. I had a cup, black, and then headed over to Mr. Cooper's house. I had re...
It was early on a Saturday morning that our neighbor Anita came over. My wife, Ann, and I were relaxing and reading the paper since the kids were with their grandparents. We had just finished breakfast when the doorbell rang. My wife answered it and it was Anita. Providing a little background, my wife Ann is about 35, stays in pretty good shape, and is abo...
==Part 1: Running== My name is Amanda, and this is the story of my crazy summer between high school and college. During my senior year of high school, I finally started to come out of my shell a bit. I had always been rather reserved, but my best friend, Michelle, kept pushing me to try new things. She got me going to parties most weekends; nothing too cra...
The Phyllis Files: The Case of the Neighborhood Break-Ins. The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Blac...
Twenty-three-year-old Kimberly moves into your neighborhood and is looking for you. Rewritten, revised, and continued from Chapter 01: I can't even ride the bus or the subway without some man standing over me and trying to look down my low cut top at my cleavage and my bra. Only, with me no one's victim, if only men knew that I was deliberately flashing th...
Erica slowly opens her bloodshot eyes, still tired from crying herself to sleep the night before and looking over towards the window. Seeing the house next door and still thinking about how that slut had walked out with her college boyfriend, then noticing her phone on the table nearby. It was blinking, when touched it reveals a text from her friend Amy aski...
CHAPTER 1 A cool breeze fluttered the curtains beside the opened French doors, softly suggesting the approach of autumn. This was Ada French's favorite time of the year, mainly because the weather was calmer and nature's colors turned unbelievably beautiful. The distant bellow of a bull drew a soft smile. Ada was beginning to smile again eight months after...
Fall has arrived on the central coast of California. The rain hasn't started, and the days are still on the warm side. Therefore, my favorite lady; Catherine and I are at Sequoia National Park. It is cooler over here, however the days are still warm enough to allow for short sleeves or no sleeves. We have been wearing next to nothing all week. Catherine and...
This is a continuation of a story by omyballs. He wrote 2 Loving Wives stories, this one in 2008. Attempts to obtain permission to continue the story were not responded to. I presume he is no longer an active member. Below is the address for the original story. https://www.literotica.com/s/the-game-73 Please read the original so that my ending makes sens...