After reading a story of a hotwife fantasy turned nightmare, KT Morrison's Losing His Wife: Book Three, I was inspired to rewrite its conclusion. The backstory in short revolves around Pete Mapplethorpe's fantasy of his wife becoming a hotwife turning into a nightmare. By Book Three, Pete has lost his wife, Jess, to a younger man, Tyler. Jess has in fact dem...
As far back as I can remember, being born a black boy in the United States of America was only a handicap if you let it my Dad reminded me at least once week. Work hard, treat people well and do your very best was the only way to get ahead. We never had a TV when we were young, and even when we did get one, my older sisters and I were restricted to an hour a...
Toya swallowed hard and shook off the nervous feeling she had as she pulled her Jaguar to the curb of Yorkshire Hotel. The driver's side was approached by a young valet driver. He opened Toya's door and reached for her hand. She took it and she was pulled out of the coupe convertible. The driver handed her a ticket and she walked inside the hotel into the gr...
One dark afternoon in the beginning with Song Hee, an afternoon whose heaviness he yearned to lighten, Gary surprised himself by proposing that they have children right away. She stood at the window watching the rain descend with the evening on Mangwon-dong, the proletarian neighborhood in Seoul where they lived. "I will be bad mother," she said. He aske...
(Kathleen Connelly addresses the group) I was almost late for the meeting but luckily, I got there just in time for the opening address. The woman at the front of the hall had just called the meeting to order. "First of all, before we begin our meeting, is there anyone that is here for their very first time?" I had always been quite shy but I had to speak...
Lets see. Sweaty palms, dry mouth and butterflies in the stomach. Fear. All symptoms present and accounted for. To help dispel the nervous tension, I got up and walked around the hotel room one more time. It hadn’t changed. I checked the camera – still fully charged. Then my watch one more time. Five minuets. Five minuets and either one of the best nights of...
All rights reserved. This Work may not be copied, published, republished or posted on any other venue or media, in whole or in part, without the author's express written permission. This is my second story of any kind and my first in the Loving Wives category. A short story with no sex. Please remember to rate and comment on my writing, characterizations an...
I woke up with a banging headache. Under the covers I could tell I was completely naked "what the fuck happened," I thought to myself. Straight ahead of me was the back of Lorna's head and below her long brown hair I could see the Chinese script tattoo on the back of her neck. Reaching forwards I gently touched against warm skin and could feel the contours o...
By Likegoodwinecopyrighted July 2011 Your votes and constructive comments are appreciated as they will help me grow. Thanks to Blackstallion21 for his fine editing * Chapter 1 The last few months have been a real eyes opener for my wife and me. Yes, size does matter! My name is Peter Smyth - with a y - and I am 37 years old. Up till two weeks ago, I th...
This is a complete work of fiction, unlike most of my other works which have at least a modicum of truth. "I am only able to publish this story because of the invaluable help of my lovely editor "knickerlessalways" to whom I say "Thanksalways". * We have never been the type of people to be worried about showing our bodies. We have always walked about the h...