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Gratuities

by mrjones502003 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Mark answered the door. On the other side stood a tall young man in a courier's uniform, carrying an electronic clipboard and a bulging padded manila envelope. Mark ushered him into the apartment. "My office is over here," he said, escorting the young man through a very modern parlor to a stark wooden door, and through that to a wide, well lit room with fil...

Don't Get Mad... Get Even

by AnonSky on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Sharon unlocked the door and entered Helen's house. Helen, a 29 year old divorcee, was her next door neighbor and best friend. Sharon had promised to tend to her cat while she was out of town. Sharon went in, found the cat food, and put down fresh food and water, but didn't see the cat anywhere. "Oh well," she thought, "she'll come out of hiding when she's h...

As is, Where is, No Questions Asked

by Softly on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

“Professor De Vries, a Mr. Wilson is calling for you on line four.” “Thank you, Joan.” Bob Wilson and I go way back. We were in first grade together. He now is the owner of Wilson Travel. I assumed that he was calling about some detail of my wife’s trip to Africa. “Hi, Bob, how is your golf game?” “Pretty good, John. I shot an eighty Saturday. Can I get...

Darlene Ch. 02

by drbenway on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Friday is my bowling night. I go straight from work and grab a bite at the pizza place next to the bowling alley. Afterwards, I go out for a few beers with the guys. I don't usually get home till after midnight. Most of the time, Darlene is in bed and asleep by then. The Friday after her first visit with Kyle, Darlene wasn't asleep. That night, I staggered...

A Little Kink

by snooker123 on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

A little something on the kinkier side Joan kept looking at her watch, a bus passed by spewing thick black smoke. It hung in the air long after it passed. It's acrid smell assaulting her delicate nasal passages. She hoped and feared that he was on that bus, but it sped by, continuing its mad journey along the broken and pothole filled roads. It was the wron...

Altared States

by wonderful on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

“Let’s celebrate,” said Annie. “Phillip and Ivan are in town for another night, the deal’s closed, the millions are locked in, you’re not working tomorrow morning, I’m feeling kinda special and want to be treated that way … any argument?… thought not … I’ll book the restaurant.” Rule one, don’t argue with Annie when she’s in party mode, rule two, hold on ti...

Anniversary

by KOTK on Sep 12, 2017
Loving Wives

Special thanks to Magikheart for editing my story and making it readable. Hope you all enjoy this story. This anniversary was going to be one that Alice would never forget. Everything was setup perfectly. All my special purchases were located in the bedroom for the appropriate time. Hi, I am James Anderson, 42-years-old, and I'm talking about our marriage...

I Love Mary McLaren

by recip on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

Ten years ago almost to the day, I was working in a bar taking tickets for the New Year's Eve party. The owner had hired a band and put out notice with all the local hotels and condos. He expected a big turnout and the night was shaping up to meet his hopes. My job was pretty simple; I sat on a stool at the entrance taking tickets and applying wristbands. I...

Forgotten Wows

by Winterfrog on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

"I thought that my wife Helene and I had a better marriage than many other couples we knew. No cheating, no arguing, which were common among several others in our neighborhood in one of the best areas just outside a Scandinavian county capital. We were in our mid thirties and had two kids. Helene worked 80 % of a full time at an insurance company but had go...

E Rachel's Win Is Her Loss

by SweetPrettyAss on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Author's Note: everybody sexually involved in this fictitious account is at least 18 years old. My thanks to AvidReader123 for his suggestion that I write this sequel to "Baby Sitter's Desire." On Saturday morning, Aaron Johnson woke up to the call of nature but, before he got out of bed to answer it, he gazed lovingly upon Cleo, the beautiful young bru...