This is a tale of infidelity but has only a little sex. When writing I find myself fascinated more with the human condition than the physical act of sex. After all, betrayal is still the most shocking transgression there is at any level and generates a pain that is hard to recover from. I hope that you will enjoy this submission and I thank you in advance...
Dear readers, this story contains very little explicit sex. It might have easily been submitted as a Non-erotic or even as a Romance category story. I have chosen Loving Wives because that is how I consider Kathy, the wife in this story. If you want a story with a lot of sucking and fucking please do yourself a favor and skip this Loving Wives story. sus•pi•...
Thanks to GToast for editing this story. * "Yeah, fuck you bitch! You got exactly what you deserved," Michael said out loud as he sat at his computer. With a smug smile on his face he clicked back to the new story list and began searching for another. "I've got time for one more 'burn the bitch' story before Frannie gets home." Every evening Michael sa...
"Oh honey, I'm so sorry," my wife Mary said as she rushed into the kitchen where I'd been watching the evening news. As you can imagine, I didn't have the foggiest idea what she was talking about. Tears were running down her cheeks as she hugged me. The first thing I thought of was the car. Damn, accidents were such a total pain in the ass. "It's okay, hone...
She knocked at the door, and he opened it, a tall man in his mid-forties, dark hair showing a few threads of silver at the temples, fair skin with a light tan, dark brows shadowing hooded eyes that looked her up and down for a moment. Stepping back, he pulled the door wider, and waved a hand in a tacit invitation to enter. She walked past him into the spaci...
Friday evening finally arrived and I was in my bathroom getting ready for the party Tina was taking me too. I was decked out in my favorite green silky dress that contrasted well with my hair. The dress was low cut with spaghetti straps and was tight enough on top that I didn't need a bra to showcase my cleavage. The dress was a little longer than I would ha...
I had been working at the garden centre for about two years and over that time had become friendly with a lot of my fellow colleagues. I was especially friendly with a number of my female co-workers and was friendly with Anna the garden centres secretary. Recently on cigarette breaks Anna and I had been discussing her fish pond. Anna's boyfriend is a reall...
This is the continuation of my True Stories series, where I tell my readers about my real life adventures as a part time transvestite. In this instalment I will tell you about Buster, an admirer with whom I have I met up with a number of occasions. I warn you now that the story contains graphic sex, use of alcohol, mild bondage, use of recreational drugs and...
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This is a play on a fantasy story of a friend of mine – she is as straight as they come usually, though the purchase of her own place and a little crazy phase, led to a dropped hint that her nights in were not always so lonely or dull. Her other preferences are all perfectly true. * Finally having my own flat was liberating in more ways than I could have e...