Note to My Readers: Those of you who have read the other stories I have posted probably have noted a tendency on my part to be very vindictive. In "Cheaters Never Win" the vengeance came with the ultimate high price of murder and suicide. In" What Was I Thinking?" it came at the cost of a marriage. "Game Boy" had very little actual revenge but I hadn't work...
Anita looked at her phone with dismay. Instead of a loving conversation that she always had with her husband when he was out of town, she had received a curt text message: "I'm not feeling too well right now. I'll talk to you tomorrow." A wave of fear went through her as the thought that Tom had somehow found out about her "fun" affair with Bill. Was there c...
Vivian couldn't really believe what she had heard from Angela. To immediately clarify, she continued after her initial confusion: "But Angela, you've informed me that you are going to marry Ralph, and presumably you are going to agree to traditional marital vows. You know the ones about pledging to being faithful to each other, and forsaking others." "Yes...
Main Cast Mike, 35 years old, 5' 11", 175 lbs, brown hair, blue eyes, Anne's husband. Anne, 34 years old, 5' 4", 105 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, Mike's wife. Jenny, 34 years old, 5'4", 105 pounds, brown hair, blue eyes, Anne's former college roommate. From the previous chapter: I was going to get the truth from Jenny about what they were doing and why...
It's hard to be a smoker. First of all, it's a social class identifier. Beautiful people rarely smoke anymore. Working class people smoke, and if you smoke, odds are you are either working class, or from a foreign country. Second, you have to put up with moralistic behavior from your friends and co-workers. You know what I mean. Third, there's no place to...
Edited by Robert Reams My name is Alex. Some years ago, when the international career of the top model Laetitia Casta was starting triumphantly, I happened to witness these extraordinary events. My story begins in the heart of Africa, in the region where the Maasai tribes live. I have the task of assisting the Italian maestro photographer Federico Bertolu...
Johnny awoke feeling the effects of a hangover. He didn't know where he was. He remembered going to the party last night to drown his sorrows. And he was certain that he had. He had been feeling sorry for himself. Henry was a good man and he had known for a long time that Suzy would marry him. He had not expected how much it had hurt watching their wedding....
You may wish to read parts 1 and 2 first, so things make sense... Or not, hey it's a free country. Nobody under age eighteen is in here, please remember it's a piece of fiction, not reality, any resemblance to persons living or dead is completely ridiculous. Try to be civil in your comments, please. Especially you Mr. Anonymous! ************ My soon-to-be-...
I really struggled with this part and I wasn't happy with it but I want to give a big shout out to my Beta readers for helping me over the hump. A special thanks to Hentaikitten, who rewrote parts of the story that I couldn't make fit together. As always Valphund edited this story. His help is invaluable in getting this out into the world in a readable form...
Cynthia woke up rubbing her pussy through her soaked panties; she was dreaming again, the same dream she had the past few months. There she was in her bed naked and a youthful looking man was in front of her masturbating the biggest cock she has ever laid eyes on. That dream always made her cum in her sleep and she would wake up with her pussy drenched with...