**** -- CHAPTER 3: After the Date -- **** *-- FEBRUARY 2007 --* "He's a stockroom clerk." "I know." "He's three years younger than you!" "Only two, at least until April." I sat there and looked at Stella, waiting her out. "Got anything else?" Stella grinned and shook her head. Her time playing Devil's Advocate was over. "Nope. Not a thing. After all,...
For continuity you may read the Gail stories by date in the Loving Wives section. If you have not read a previous posting I’ll tell you what we look like. Firstly, this is all real. I’m 5’10, just turned 32, brown hair and eyes and in reasonably trim shape. I met my wife while in university and we are married eight years now. Gail is exceptionally beautiful...
I think I can safely say that every possible scenario has been covered in LW on how a wife was caught cheating, from the strange car in the driveway and to seeing her with her lover on a traffic camera. We can also toss in the PI and wiring the house for video and audio and a GPS on her car. Of course there's all the banking things to do and finally the conf...
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This is a story co-written with a woman who I like to refer to as my favorite GILF. This story, which may or may not be a one-off, is strongly based on our actual first time together. Our story will be told from alternating points of view. Keep in mind, just as there was a long build-up to our actually getting together, so there is in this story. Please be k...
CHAPTER 1: CLASS IS IN SESSION Megan Brandt woke up Saturday morning excited and nervous. She had been waiting for this day all week. Now, it was finally here. She had a carefully crafted plan. She had gone over it time after time in her head, the same way she would have prepared for her high school tennis matches. She visualized everything, played out all...
Note from the author: Hi again everyone! I took some time off from writing new material because, quite frankly, no new material was forthcoming!!! I even considered calling it quits ... but this story thread kept clawing at me. Obviously, this is a another corny tale of fiction, but I hope I have treated these characters well. Anyway, as always, I hope you e...
At first, I only used my power for small things. I know Verus told me I would accomplish great things with it, but I felt I had already accomplished great things without using it at all. With nothing more than my own words, and a little courage, I had convinced my father to finally stand up to my abusive mother. In the process I also managed to improve my re...
William was a quiet man. He always had been, at least as far as his neighbors could tell. He was a good neighbor, always ready with a wave and a smile. Always ready to lend a hand to a neighbor if needed. Crystal had been a regular recipient of his help ever since her divorce almost ten years ago. If the mower refused to start, a faucet suddenly decided to c...
In her heart of hearts, Goodwife Jane had to admit that she'd never approved of the maidservant's looks or behavior. Fiona, a distant cousin of Jane's, had come over from Ireland fleeing some unspecified disgrace. From the moment Jane laid eyes on Fiona's silky, fiery red hair, her milk-white skin sprinkled with the lightest of freckles and the sassy way she...