This is a follow-up to my last story, "Can We Play?" which I did as part of the LW "Sharing & Caring" special earlier this month. That story was really far out of my comfort zone, but I felt it was a good challenge for me, so I participated. As I expected, most of the readers didn't catch on to what the intent of the stories were supposed to be, and I go...
There are no graphic sex scenes in this story. Please read Chapter 1 to set the scene for this section. I should warn the readers that this sequel should have been posted in the "Romance" section but it is a continuation of the story so I posted it here in "Loving Wives" so they would appear together in the story listings. Constructive comments are welcome...
Chapter Three - Tunnel Penelope awoke on Saturday morning and after she had showered and recovered enough from her hangover she sent Brin Longmire a text to which she got no response. She had a busy day packing up and moving into her new apartment so she didn't really care that he didn't respond. She moved her stuff into her pokey little apartment which was...
Natalie: I know that I shouldn't be here again. But it's where I find myself. Alone in the woods. Or, rather, I should be alone in the woods. Instead, I'm looking down the hill to the little log cabin tucked into the hillside and the gorgeously sexy man below, chopping wood in a rhythmic pattern of thwacks, thumps, and pauses. He's like a cliche of a lumber...
Everyone portrayed is over eighteen. This is fiction; as always, all characters and events, etc. are figments of our imagination and have no connection to any living or dead persons, or true events. Sally I met Sally at one of the semi-annual get-togethers hosted by our apartment complex. The pretty blonde wore a modest blue bikini partially hidden by a c...
It was an odd question to ask someone considered to be your best friend, or maybe I was reading it wrong since it was a text message.... The message, waking me from my sleep read, "I know this might sound weird, but can I use your wife to go to a wedding with me next Saturday?" Where do I even begin to respond? This text coming from my best friend Dan, wh...
Crouching in the cooling Mediterranean Sea up to her shoulders, Ella's hand brushed across her gaping womanhood beneath the water and she felt the tingle of her arousal. It was still present from the orgasm that had overtaken her; stroking herself to the sight of her pretty companion masturbating the swollen erection of a tanned stranger among the dunes, emp...
Chapter 1 I came home from a hard day's work on the construction site, wanting nothing more than to sink into my Lazy Boy, fire up Thursday Night Football, and drink a six-pack of Lonestar, but that wasn't going to happen. It seems my wife of ten years, Agnes, had other plans. She wanted to talk. "You remember my Aunt Martha, who lives in Arkansas?" she a...
Sunday morning, Nov 26, 2028 I wanted to talk about the night before on our way home after dropping our friends and parents off and I'm pretty sure Addie did, too. But it was such a short drive home and we hate to begin a discussion that we know we won't be able to finish. Once home, we changed our clothes, picked up some different clothes for the kids, an...
As usual I want to thank everyone that's liked, favorited and/or commented on my stories thus far. This is the penultimate entry in this series, hopefully it will be as enjoyable for you as the previous ones. Chip Key Nickname : Value, Favor, Color Clouds: 1, Touching, White Canaries: 2, Kissing, Yellow Lipstick: 5, Oral, Red Skies: 10, Sex, Blue Gra...