This is my take on a theme from Loving Wives about revenge gone wrong. Due to the nature of this story, I will telling it through the eyes of 3 of the characters. This is a fictional story, and is intended for entertainment purposes only. Rick My name is Rick. I am a 39 year old mediation attorney. I am a partner in a pretty successful firm with 2 other a...
Please vote. Please give me the support of your vote. I dedicate this story to Walter from Southern California. * Ruth confesses the sexual affair she had with Jack, Jay's older friend and neighbor. The final leg and the culmination of a long, tiring trip home from Japan, Jay's taxi drove down his street and neared his house. A quiet street with a lot...
Dedicated to Amy the woman who opened my eyes and mind up to so many possibilities and experiences. I shall never forget them. The year was 1961. Racism in the South was still heavily prevalent. Dr. King was working as hard as he could to help Blacks obtain equal status among white men & women. My family, on the other hand, was not. My deceased father was a...
This story starts the morning after Slut Wife - A Stable of Lovers * Carl is sleeping with Peter's pretty wife Roxanne. Peter is in the next room. Peter was already awake when he heard the sounds of sex in the adjacent room - it was 5:30 a.m. and still dark outside. There were gentle whispers and a soft giggle from Roxanne. Then Peter heard irregular move...
It's taken all my nerve to make this appointment with the photographer. He specializes in what his internet ad called 'boudoir photos'. I have read enough women's love novels to know a boudoir is just a sexy word for bedroom. Plus, the picture in the advert showed a classy, attractive lady laying back on a bed wearing a beautiful, silk negligee. Let me tel...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California The door slammed shut to the gold van, just before a sigh could be heard among David's voice. The clock read out 6:34 PM while the sun was beginning to fall down into the ocean to leave a...
Cheating and Rivals – Part 22 "Zip me?" Jen said the next Friday night, turning her back to Mike and holding up her long blonde hair. They were going to dinner for some alone time. Maggie was babysitting Anna. Mike zipped up his wife's dress. "You're not wearing stockings?" he asked looking at her bare legs. "It's so hot and humid lately," Jen said. Think...
For background on this story, see "Ruthie Calls on Me" and "We Swank It Up with Pamela". Ruthie's ship has come in. Not literally, of course, but she has inherited the fortune her miserly parents stashed away throughout their lifetimes. Both well into their seventies and in poor health already, they contracted pneumonia after trying to reduce expenses by no...
Patrick and I talked on our walk around the ranch. We were watched from a distance, but nobody came close enough to hear our discussion. When Patrick told me that he wanted me to go home without him and then take the kids somewhere safe I was resistant at first. Then, after he explained to me that when they found out that his seed was sterile, they may want...
You almost always meet at least one couple like them at a lifestyle event. One of them talks excessively, but her chatter is just a nervous jumble of pleasant words that say nothing about their real intentions. The other says hardly a word, but his roving eye and transparent expression announce their fantasy to have sex with strangers. You learn a lot abou...