A wayward wife has to be dealt with. But things are not always as clear cut as they seem to be. —————————————— "How about a quick apero before we go to the restaurant?" "We've got time," I responded with a smile, the table I'd booked for us, Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, not being till a little later on that evening. Truth was that the Taylor marriage was in trou...
Ms Rhea was the kind of client you take special care of. I remember the first time I met her. Her car, olden model Toyota sedan, came rolling into the driveway. It was mid morning and I was working on fixing the gearbox of another client. I watched the car pull up blocking the garage entrance and then her emerging. Short, about 5'4", dressed in yoga pants a...
The Camera - by Polly+Anna (1072 words) Orange Walk Films #1 (1/22/20) Our stories begin on 11/12/1993 - the day after the youngest of us turned 18. Friday - November 12, 1993 Lance was happily barbequing some big 'ole New York Strip Steaks on the Weber Egg and Dean was mixing up Manhattans at the bar on the patio. I had just tossed a nice green salad wit...
Despite the thorough planning of my late night visit to Amanda, I was slightly concerned I may have gone too far. I needn't have worried, of course. If anything, the experience had made her even more submissive. First thing the next morning I received an email. "Last night was amazing. The whole experience was so intense. It was as frightening as it was li...
Part 1. The Road Trip "Summer break! At last!" Jane cried out, as we walked home following our last day of classes. "I have been ready for this for a month!" "Me too!" I added. "I'm really looking forward to our road trip. I've always wanted to see Yellowstone and Mt. Rushmore! This is going to be great." Jane and I have been living together since last Ch...
A Tale of Two Birthdays My wife, Kate, and I (Mike) really enjoy fucking. Like, a lot. And while sex with each other makes up the vast majority of our fucking, we also do enjoy playing with others -- always together. My hope is that if you're reading this, you've read my story Happy Anniversary -- it will kind of give you the background you need to underst...
"You should celebrate. We should celebrate," her best friend, Bonnie, said, all cheery and upbeat. "Celebrate? You've got to be joking." "Hey. Getting divorced isn't the end of the world. It's...it's a new beginning. It's a different door opening when the old one closed. It's..." "Bonnie? Can you please give it a rest?" "Sorry. I'm just trying to cheer y...
"No way!" Anna laughed, peering over her shoulder at the computer screen. "It is, look." Dorien gestured at the screen, her face bright in its blue glow. This was unreal. So unreal that she started to feel a little unsettled. Behind her, on the sofa, she heard Debbie giggling, high pitched, hilarious. "Who is it?" Anna said. "Don't know. There's some us...
CHAPTER 1 Richard sat on a marble bench inside the courtyard. A warm breeze ruffled the small trees surrounding him. He sat, back straight with his hat sitting on his knee. A dark walking stick leaned against his leg - a gift from his father when he was younger. Here and there little birds flitted through the slightly overgrown topiary, singing as they did....
Amber Stahl had covered a lot of speeches in Washington over the years, but had never seen or heard anything even remotely like the lambasting Gwen had just delivered to Congress. She struggled to find the appropriate words to do justice to the situation as the cameras switched from the Capitol Building back to the studio. The red light suddenly lit up and A...