Terri Martin was doing the slow burn when she hit the elliptical at the gym. No, it wasn't a slow burn any more. The slow burn had happened when she'd uncovered a box in the basement of the house this morning. Hurt, anger, and jealousy where burning quite nicely at this point and had only grown in intensity on the drive to the gym where she worked out three...
The weekend had Came and went again like the rush of a passing car on a busy freeway. It seemed my life as a wife and mother at age 37 was one big blur watching myself age, never moving forward nor back, just hovering in one spot as all the other people in my life circled around me. I had known for some time my husband john was a bit board with our marriage...
Whenever I get off early from work, I head down to the local library. I will proudly admit that I am a bookworm, and have been one since I was a kid. Let me describe myself: I am nineteen years old, 5'9 and a bit on the skinny side. And yes, I am a virgin. As I walked into the library on this Tuesday afternoon, I noticed that it was much less crowded than i...
The red and white striped pole caught her eye, it looked like an old-style barber shop, most of which had been pushed out by modern uni-sex salons the kind favoured by the "metro sexuals" of today. Maybe she would find a natural bristle shaving brush she had been looking for to give her husband it would be a dual present, as he would not only be using it on...
See, 'Newlyweds, First Shock,' 'Newlyweds, Second Shock,' etc. to read these Newlywed, Shocks in order and to know what lead to this story. *** She is now 73 years old. Her figure is well preserved even though she never exercised, ate healthily, slept regular hours, or took particular cautions where sex, and social media, the internet, and banking were con...
It started off just like any typical Saturday would. Jamie woke up, made coffee, and poured a glass of orange juice for Chris. They always woke up, ate a light breakfast, and drank coffee together at the kitchen breakfast table. It had become the Saturday morning ritual. "So, how did you sleep last night?" Chris asked, glancing at her over his morning paper...
It had been about a month since Jan and I had been in the park at the men's room. I had a feeling that she was getting antsy. She would start sucking my cock when it was soft and after I had came a couple of times in her pussy. "I think I need to get some replacements for you to have sex with before you kill me," I told her. Jan looked at me as she sucked m...
***Although this story stands on its own, readers might enjoy this story more by reading my first story Nothing More Gratifying, which describes our loving female led relationship. I suppose every happily married couple has their rituals. Little things that one partner does for the other to reinforce their relationship and show their love for one another. I...
Sue Williams was not happy. In fact, she was angry. Very fucking angry. Sue Williams was not normally very pleasant by nature anyway, but when she was angry, well, the world was prone to cower in her path. Sue had just come from a mediation hearing for her pending divorce. She had to endure the embarrassing public disclosure of quotations from her husband's...
I am a 45 year old salesman for a large mid-Atlantic pharmaceutical company. Like most of my coworkers I maintain a fairly routine field salesman's lifestyle. I live out of a suitcase for about a third of my time, and commute to a windowless office (outside of Charlotte) on the "home" days. As any traveling sales representative will tell you, after a while t...