I relived the things that had happened between Tammy and myself over and over. I was not sure how Tammy would act around me after what we had done that first weekend but when I picked her up for work the next Wednesday she didn't mention it and acted like nothing had happened. The week dragged on and I would begin to think it was all part of my active imag...
She came up the walk from the parking lot in her stately way every morning at about the same time, on her way to work downtown. She was fifty-seven; a bit stout, but not ill-adjusted to it; and she was a secretary, as he was. Her path took her by his door, that's all, and he watched her go by. The man chatted with her most days-- the weather, something-- an...
Megan liked to go out dancing, but her boyfriend didn't. He preferred sitting around the apartment smoking dope and painting. So now and then she went out by herself. Something was bound to happen. His paintings actually weren't too bad, and he actually sold some. But she'd long since grown bored with watching him paint. Wouldn't you? She literally put no...
Friday morning I was the first one up so I brewed a pot of tea and took a cup up to Cindy. I knocked on her bedroom door. There was no answer, so I opened the door and found that her bed had not been slept in. I knocked on mum's door and went in. They were asleep in bed together. There was mom's white vibrator on the floor and a half smoked hand-rolled ciga...
Chapter 02: Now I get a secret of my own This is a continuation to the story 'Hubby has a Secret'; it's best to read that first. "WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?" Since that day my husband Mike told me about his fetish for nylons there has been a change in me. I'm not saying it has been a bad change, I've had fun, but it's like I'm someone else. Best I...
I have insight on from multiple sources and perspectives about one of my wife's extra-marital cheating episodes. I've had "eye witness" reports on aspects of the event, and eventually my wife disclosed some of the details, during a night of lovemaking, decades after the event took place. For context, this occurred about a year after the birth of our third...
Chapter 05 – Reception "Nice wedding, wasn't it? Didn't you think Nancy looked gorgeous? Perfect, just like a bride should." Joanne burbled on, answering her own questions. "Uh... Yep," I muttered. I was in line to leave the church parking lot. Too busy for chatting, I negotiated a busy turn into traffic. "Didn't you think so, Danny?" She swiveled in her...
Chapter Three -- Prom Night Sloane never admitted to burning down the old barn but I knew it was her; I could picture her doing it in a jealous rage. She never came home that night or the one after, out catting or staying with friends most likely. But when she returned it was like our confrontation in the barn had never happened. "So. Drew Carter hey Sarah...
Brian Davies sat on the hard toilet seat in a cubicle of the men's room on the twelfth floor of the building housing the large publishing company he worked for; he was reading the Daily Mail and trying to kill the last half hour before quitting time. As a middle-management employee he didn't really work mandated hours; he was expected to work whatever hours...
After hanging up... My mind was a complete jumble of mixed up thoughts, all twisted and turned like the thick vines in a rainforest, each going somewhere -but where I had no clue and nor did I know how to untangle any of it. Where was all of this going? That was the question I had... I was a bit panicked now so, in doing what any 37yr old guy would do...I...