The continuing tale of turning our local pub into a place worth visiting. You will probably need to have read The White Hart and The White Hart Chapter 2 posted May and October 2013 to make sense of this. Chapter 4 is started ... no promises when it will be finished. I was out with workmates the next night but turned up early enough on the Thursday to...
You may want to read previous chapters before this chapter. I'll be submitting a chapter each day till all five chapter are posted. A big 'Thank You' to estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 3: Our growing years I wanted to tell you more about our family and eventually how my wife and I became farther apart. We did ha...
This is a work of fiction. It is based on fantasies I have generated loosely on events that happened to me. Any similarity to actual persons is coincidental and it is not intended to hurt or embarrass any one, living or dead. * It all started a few months ago. I went to Las Vegas with my wife and a group of friends for a winter get away. I was thinking of...
I was sitting here thinking about our conversation earlier, about me meeting you in London for a few days, and my mind wandered. Imagine this, Its summer time, and I am waiting at the airport to meet you, I am feeling sooo damned excited, can't believe that I am finally going meet you, my heart is thumping with anticipation, butterflies in my tummy are thre...
I could see his towering ebony cock just inches from my face. And I could almost smell and taste the exciting fragrance of cum and sweat and pussy juices that I remembered so well. I was daydreaming at my desk while I pretended to work on a project I'd finished half-an-hour ago. I was a little hurt that he hadn't called for ten days, but I convinced myself t...
It has been said that desperate times call for desperate measures. We've all had a problem along the line that appeared desperate, but Yankee ingenuity or sticking to a plan often found a way out of the dilemma. I was thinking about this recently when my niece called and asked for a loan. The little twit ran up thousands of dollars of credit card bills ju...
Pride could destroy a marriage, or not? My name is Roger and my wife Joveth and I had been married for 16 years. I call her Beth, We have two boys aged 12 and 6. I thought that we have a simple dull life. Never know that my wife's life would change from dull to erotic and adventurous life of sex. I work night shift in a small manufacturing firm while my...
-Complacency- My name is Will Kenning. I've got a wife with three kids in a house in a planned suburb, a couple of cars and a dog named Butch. Living the presumably normal American dream. My Father is a celebrity of sorts in the field of plastic surgery. He takes the aging heiress, sales executive or budding high school cheerleader with an inherent facial...
It's hard to remember that it was just a year ago, just after Christmas of 2009, that my husband, Ted, admitted to me that his biggest fantasy was to watch me in bed with 3 or more other men. Those who read my first story will know how it all got started. At first I was surprised, but as the thought worked in my mind, I got more and more turned on by the p...
A couple nights after Jeri's visit, Fritz called to talk to both Ron and MaryAnn. "Hey folks I just got back from Sacramento. Suddenly I'm the Golden Boy in politics and the nabobs up north have been teaching me how to comport myself in the nation's capital. I leave for Washington in a couple weeks to settle in, but first things first. "When we can make th...