There I was, sitting on a stool in the neighborhood bar crying my eyes out, figuratively at least, even if no actual tears were coming down. I knew I wasn't the first man to discover that his wife was cheating on him; I wasn't the only man whose wife was cheating on him, and I certainly wouldn't be the last man whose wife cheated on him. Knowing all of those...
When the car finally made its way up to the museum entrance, Michele was still splayed half naked on the back seat of the car, as Kincaid was slowly pulled her form fitting dress back down her body. When Michele was finally clothed, she tussled her long hair, after which she and Kincaid exited the car and said good-bye to Maurice, whom was scheduled to pick...
"Why, of all days, do we have to come here?" whined Maggie. She pouted, slumped down in her seat, seat belt still strapped securely across her bosom. "Because," barked Harry. "This is the only available appointment that he had and I'm not going through another week of your bullshit." The warning bell of the sedan pinged as he sat with one foot out the door....
/* */ The Empress' New underClothes © Literocat 2013 Fresh out of the shower, I laid my damp towel on our bed and sat on it. With my semi rigid dick automatically in my hand, I watched my sexy Sue pick out her three bits of clothes to wear tonight. She stood at the edge of our bed wearing just a bright yellow towel wrapped loosely around her. It covered th...
A Redneck's Christmas. This work could have been put in the winter holiday section or the humorous category. I couldn't make up my mind which one so I flipped a coin and here it is. I am expecting a backlash from all the southern types about the way I stereotype the people in this story. Please remember this story is written by someone in Canada so the only...
Seventeenth Installment in the "Latina" Series of Erotic Tales It was bad enough that Latina had been out of work for several months. At 49, she had long since reached that age when employers would pass her over for someone young and inexperienced, sacrificing the corporation's chance to acquire her expertise, just to save a few dollars on salary costs. At...
John suggested that it might be a good idea for them to go up to his room as it was getting late and asked Carla if she would like to join them with Jorge. "What room are you in?" she asked and when he told her, she walked over to her husband and whispered something in his ear and came back telling them that he'll be up as soon as he finishes his desert....
The Reason this story is called the truth, is because it is. This is the truth of how one man, and his wife found happiness, and sexual fulfillment in the confines of an open marriage. The idea was simple, Linda could have as many sexual partners and she desired under two conditions. First Mike had to be present for each and every encounter, and secondly eac...
There are no characters in this story that are less then eighteen years of age. This story is a pure fiction. Any resemblance to any real person, living or dead, is coincidental and was not the intent of the author. **************** When I woke it was mid to late afternoon. Carol was no longer beside me in the bed but had gotten up I could hear sounds c...
Miraa walked down to the water's edge by herself that night. The village that her family had decided to reside in was right on the waterfront. Not a lot of people in her time could afford such commodities, but her family could with ease. A recent fight between her parents about alleged infidelities had caused a stir between everyone in the household. A rift...