*You'll notice that this is a quite a long chapter. I would have preferred to split it up into two separate installments, but I couldn't find a way of doing that without leaving you guys on a major cliffhanger. So I decided instead to just submit it as one chapter. Anyhow, I hope you guys will like it. Not sure how soon i'll be posting the next installment,...
This Sunday party was very different from the last one. Actually, it was pretty much the same party, but my reaction wasn't the same. Last week I was there as a virgin in every respect: new member and never been laid. Last week I had no idea what to expect. Today I had been to bed with two club members and found not only did I like fucking but that I could...
Fair warning! This Story is a TragiComedy. Do not bother whining about a Loving Wife story about adults, acting with maturity, grace and sober intelligence. I know, I know. However, at least one of us writers, posting LW stories this year, should pretend our readers are adults. Instead of treating you all like perpetual adolescent twits.. No matter...
You may laugh at the notion that Cyn wants to be ‘good’ and just can’t help herself, but it’s true and this is just part of the long story that tries to explain why. This is a completely original work of fiction that has basis in real life; the characters are imaginary, even though they’re real to me and I’ve enjoyed this experience. If you enjoy the story,...
1. "Nora!" My wife clapped her hand over her mouth reflexively. "Uh...." I turned away from the forest nymph tracing lazy circles on my chest to see what had caught my wife's attention. "Jocelyn, what's a respectable woman like you doing here?" Our young neighbor greeted my wife with her usual playful cheeriness. "I ... uh ... we ... uh ..." My wife was...
I stop at the same restaurant for breakfast four or five days a week and for lunch maybe twice. There are a lot of regulars that frequent the place and I don't know half of them even though I've seen most of them off and on for the last fifteen years. It was a case of 'you know who they are but you don't know them.' You see them often enough to nod at them a...
//:: Story written by [email protected] //:: Copyright maintained by the author //:: If you like the story please send encouragement to the above email address. It's //:: always nice to know people are actually reading your work. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Background I've wanted to write a story for a long time. I've actually started on a few, bu...
Thank you for the comments! I have made a number of changes. Par exemple, someone mentioned that I jump around... This seemed to be the problem for most of you. On my word processor, I know that time has elapsed because of double spacing. So, to solve that problem here on the site, I decided to indicate a time change by capitalizing the first three words of...
by DanielQSteele1© IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES Friday, July 22, 2005 – 9 a.m. My name is Bill Maitland. I am the second most powerful man in the State Attorney's office in Jacksonville, about to be divorced from the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life who has fallen out of love with me, and father to a son and daughter that I have ignored for too...
© 2018 Unity Mitford. All rights reserved. The author asserts her right to be identified beyond the grave as the author of this story. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Well, it's the Winter Holidays...