Soon after getting married, Jen and Art Burke moved from Massachusetts to South California, where they both found lucrative jobs, he as an engineer and she as a human resources manager. Jen was a slim, blonde, about 5 ft 10 in, 120 lb; Art, also blonde, was 6 ft and 160 lb. Being away from their friends on the East Coast they appreciated the friendly gesture...
Dear Reader: This is Faith speaking. If you read the first installment, you know what has happened. Now, if you would like to know how it happened, I'll tell you. If you don't care how it happened, you can stop reading right here. There is a steady stream of tears flowing down my face as I clutch the worn envelope with the Love stamp framed by a 'U' and...
It has been a crazy two years since I first let our paperboy have sex with me and I suppose that a church-going, middle-aged wife like me should be at least a little bit bothered by it but it's just not happening yet. Of course, it helps that my husband set me up for it and even though there is a word for women like me that I guess I am guilty of being, I ca...
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...
"Venus here will choose her dwelling, and forsake her Cyprian groves" (Dryden) * Jana lived a life of self imposed semi-isolation. She was one of those women who, it seems, having loved once, could not find it in them selves to risk loving again. Having finished studying at a commercial college she had been fortunate in that she got a job as clerical ass...
This is a story for Katinheat81 Most authors on this site receive a large amount of feedback on their stories, and while there will always be those who choose to obliterate your writing with anonymity, there are others that are very gracious and kind. As an amateur author, the anonymous reviewers serve no purpose other than to dissuade me from writing anymo...
Chapter Twelve: Run over by the wagon The main dining room looked as ritzy as the rest of the house, and of course, had crystal and silver all over the place. The polished table could have seated twenty people, but today only had four places set out. Ted and Lisa were seated close together on one side and the other settings were across from them. Grabbing...
Like the gray skies brooding overhead, Carmen was in a sullen mood. But her dark temperament had nothing to do with the weather. Rather, it was the start of a new semester, meaning she had to go back to work. Fall was the busiest season for her, what with her new classes and students, and the paperwork alone was enough to give her a migraine. Worse, she had...
Kumar had really mellowed down as he was now quite calm when Jodhaa kissed Mark good morning or good bye but he watched her constantly during the day and locked the door of their bedroom at night. She had hinted that the two men could share her but Kumar had violently declined the proposal for some reason not specified! Kumar's producer had chosen to shoot...
Hi, everyone. This is my first time here; my first time doing this, so go easy on me, okay? I'm a little nervous. So, um, how do I begin? Well, my closest friend recently held something like an "intervention" for me. He showed me the path my life was taking and offered an alternative. I've never heard of a support group that requires an audition, but he sugg...