I watched Edda Tompkin drive away with a heavy heart. She and I had grown up together, we'd been each other's best friend and now she was off to college while I stayed in our small burg of a town going to work for the railroad. We'd met in second grade, dad and I moved in across the street from she and her mom, it was on that warm autumn Saturday afternoon...
This is a slight departure from my previous stories. I had seriously considered posting this under Sci-Fi, given that it takes place far in the future on a planet far from Earth. I decided to put it here anyway, since it deals with a cheating spouse and a husband who seeks to set things right. As always, constructive comments are always appreciated and wel...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Yet another conference. A long one – six full days of uninterrupted rapid-fire presentations: his idea of hell, since most speakers wouldn't be worth listening to, yet he always felt compelled to pay attention and give them a hearing. Over the top of his coffee-cup, the man studied the early-arrivals at the reception area: twenty minutes to go until the...
The Mother waited not in the Council Chambers or her personal suite as I had expected but in the Bathing rooms. Askel led us across the baths, weaving through the women sitting in different pools. They watched us and I wondered what they thought, of me dressed only in a diaphanous robe, Hatha in her leather vest and Askel in his suede breeches. We were a biz...
"If you suspect that your spouse is cheating on you, you are probably right and you don't have to prove it." -My Psychologist It was a regular week day night and we were getting ready for bed. I was in bed waiting for my wife as she was preparing to join me. Normally she keeps herself covered until she turns out the lights but lately she has been exposing...
You are in the shop TIG welding. You have a rock song by the Ramones in your head and you really have the rhythm today with your welding. Things feel good. You lift your mask and notice that you have bare arms -- you have gloves on your hands but you are not wearing the requisite long-sleeve shirt. You look down and see your apron and boots but your shins ar...
"I have a room at the Marriott here, a Jacuzzi suite as a matter of---" "Slow down, Tiger. You have been the perfect gentleman, let's not get too hasty." "Sorry" Liz saw he meant it. Where was Mike? Angling her head sideways she saw that Mike was bent over lining up his shot, when the blond bimbo reached over and grabbed a handful of ass. Angrily Liz's...
As long as I've know myself, my life has always revolved around sex. I've always had questions, people asking me how I became the sexually depraved person that I am today and since my tale is an interesting one, I thought I might tell you of some of the encounters I had before I left my mother's breast. My story begins in squalor, with a woman who found hers...
Little piggy men, grunting and sweating as they jerk their inadequate winkies, their minds feverishly lapping up every kink they can find in erotica: Not the proudest aspect of human kinds illustrious history, nor the most attractive. No matter....no matter, for it is the trolls of this site that are my muse and have inspired my fantasy and provided me wit...