As Shana sat in the pub enjoying her roast beef, she thought back over the last week. There was the rush at work to get projects reassigned temporarily, someone to look after her apartment and her mail. Joanne was against Shana taking this trip at all, never mind by herself, but then Joanne was like that. Ireland! Shana had always been entranced by the Emer...
“Oh Amy, my love!! The show is begun!” I hurried to run a brush thru my hair; I hit a snag and cursed. I, like many others, love my long wavy hair, but maintenance is not its main asset. “You are going to miss out on all the fun!!” I picked up my favorite lipstick, but pictured having to go to a restaurant with a horrible red rush job and said screw it, leav...
Shelly and I were married when we both graduated from college. We are both in our late 30's, having good careers and a great family with our teen girl and boy. Living in a suburbs in a very nice neighborhood and with good friends seem to be a American dream. We would often spend our Fridays at Jerry and Katie's place. Usually Ron and Mandy would stop in afte...
Thursday morning the mail came late, not until nearly six when Claire was heading out the door to meet with Sebastien. There were a couple of bills, a postcard from Portugal (where one of her childhood friends was vacationing), and a card in a lilac envelope. It wasn't just any card, either. It was an invitation to a wedding, sort of a last-minute thing put...
Before proceeding please read the title, story tags and my profile to determine if the subject matter is to your liking. Thank you to those whose choose to take the time to read on. ................................................. Slut wives Roxanne and Heather and their cuckolds Peter and Bill lounged in bed late into sunday morning. They had been up alm...
Randy Smith turned slightly in the bucket seat and reached out to stroke his wife's long auburn hair. She turned to smile at him for a moment, and he put his finger to her lips. She kissed it quickly, and turned her eyes back to the road. "What was that for?" "Simple public display of affection." "OK. Just so long as you don't cause me to wreck the car."...
It was about 4:30 in the afternoon before she could get started. She had planned to get there by 4:00 and surprise him when he got back to the hotel from his day's business appointments. But last minute business calls she had to take had run on and on seriously delaying her timetable. He had told her he'd leave a key for her at the front desk and when he reg...
This story idea 'came' to me while I was riding in NYC cab recently. The cabbie was very flirty. I always enjoy verbal banter especially when the conversation turns sexual! As you might guess after reading the story I am the tall blonde. The cab driver though is innocent. I promise! If he knew our innocent ride would turn into such an erotic fuck fest story...
I'm glad I didn't kill Kenya. After 12 years of a beautiful marriage I knew we were in a rut. Stevie was a saint of a man for putting up with me and I suppose I was a pretty damn good wife for tolerating his oft misplaced laundry. Like any honeymooners we had an amazing first couple of years. Even after the kids got here we had no real signs of slowing dow...
(c) 2005 by Penelope Street The darkness of the Wheeling Tunnel swallowed our sedan. In that instant, my chest felt as hollow as the mountain through which we drove. The light at the end of this particular tunnel looked far from inviting. That glare ahead, I knew, was Ohio. Sure, we still had a couple more hours of driving to go, but this was the final bord...