In every relationship there should be respect. Given and expected on both ends. In Trish and Chris's relationship he made it very clear the one thing he really expects and demands is respect. He not only expects it given to him but he does give it in return. Every relationship should also have honor, trust and honesty. Even if the relationship isn't a D/s li...
SMACK! What the HELL? I am instantly wide awake but totally and thoroughly disoriented, my entire body in fight / flight mode as I see my husband's waist at the side of our bed just before he places a mask over my eyes and I feel the sheets being yanked down and a pair of hands (not his?) grab my ankles and pull my legs down and apart while he pins my right...
Please note: 1) This is a continuation of a longer story. It may not make much sense unless you read the three earlier parts. 2) It is in the loving wives section, because that is where these stories seem to go on this site. Take it up with them if you object. 3) This story is about an unfaithful wife. Your comments, good or bad, are appreciated. I don't...
You curse the day that you had told me how much you hate waiting. Somehow you knew that sooner or later I would use this knowledge against you. But not like this. Not in this manner. The waiting is agonizing. You want to scream. Scream for attention. Scream to get me over there to punish you, to scold you, to spank you, to do anything to you. Yet you do not....
As Amy discreetly stroked Ron's cock through his blue jeans in the back seat of her mother's station wagon, he concentrated on remaining motionless and quiet. It was getting more and more difficult to keep still, as Amy had been gently tracing the outline of his now very hard cock for almost an hour as they drove southward to Florida. It had been only two w...
Authors note. This is a readers request. I hopeyou enjoy it. Long and Hard It was early afternoon and a very warm day, yet I was shivering. A slight chill went up and down my spine every time I glanced at Mike sitting as his computer. Bits and pieces of the previous night’s events and the conversation we had that morning crept into my mind over and over...
Anne Calter pushed her leather chair back from the big oak desk and sighed. A native of New Jersey, she had graduated with high honors from Princeton and received a law degree from Harvard. You could tell a Harvard man, but you couldn't tell him much. Or woman. After serving as a staff attorney in Washington, Anne had written her popular book, None Dare Call...
I'd get a room for the evening. Text you the location and time. Lets say...6:30 PM. And what my whim for the night is. Tonight, I want Victorian, I think. Wear a long skirt, long-sleeved white or cream blouse, high necked. Put your hair up. Boots with heels. Underwear? do you even have to ask? Do wear a bra, though. I like playing with them. A knock. "Come...
As we left Buck and Suzanne on Saturday morning they were rushing around to get Suzanne to the airport across the street from the hotel where they had stayed Friday night. (Read Suzanne to catch up) Buck had decided to come back and check out after getting Suzanne on the plane. Suzanne looked delicious in her blue shorts and white blouse as she came over to...
Prologue Jules: I am not that kind of woman. I am married, loved, cared for. I love my husband. I have no right to want more, no right to desire something else, someone else. A desire like that should be forbidden, should not be lived out. But he, Tom, knew. He knew what I wanted, what I craved. He knew what we both wanted from one another. He can give me th...