Chapter 5 - Vacation There I was, dressed in my trusty Hawaiian shirt and Bermuda shorts, sandals, ridiculous straw hat, Josh and Sarah in tow, trying to pretend they don't know me. It's a ritual I've performed ever since they were little, and one that makes them wish they didn't know me. We were heading out to Seattle, to see some old friends, and enjoy th...
We have always talked about it...a threesome but the interest that I have had in a threesome is almost none. My interest has always been in watching – watching her have sex with another man. It was always the fantasy and always something that we talked about and that I knew would be almost impossible to happen. Her deal was the way that she looked – very con...
Author's Note: This is intended as a satirical look at the differences in communicative abilities of men and women. ------------------------------------ It was a little before 8:00 in the morning when the doorbell started ringing repeatedly. When Susan opened the door she saw that her daughter Kelly was standing outside the door crying. She immediately hug...
Dedicated to RC who will never leave my heart! My boyfriend and I have a rather unorthodox relationship. You see we don’t get to see each other very often and I think that might be part of the reason we have lasted this long! The distance is keeping our lust for each other burning white-hot even while it makes frequent sex impossible. I knew the night we m...
My wife and I are happily married. We share all our fantasies together. She's hot, and I'm comfortable with myself. Anyway lately we've been busy. We've shared a couple of fantasies and had some good sex, but not like we used to. We agree with one point. We don't want to be single, but we do miss the newness. While discussing our point with a single male fri...
Note: this is a work of fiction. All the characters are fictional people. Guys, you cannot go to a gentlemen's club and make friends with the strippers. They are there to make a living, let them do it. Give them your money and go home. This kind of stuff does not happen. With that said, please enjoy this work of fantasy! Dream on. I'll never forget the firs...
It started simply enough, I guess. See, we were just friends and we were happy with that. Not to say that we aren't happy now, but we were happy beforehand, too. I guess. Alright, I'll shut up and tell the story. It was a simple argument, well, at first. And then it turned into sooo much more!! He was probably my dearest friend. He was engaged to someone el...
Author's Notes: This Story is completely true and from the heart Dedication: To my real life best friend * It was 2 in the morning I had been laying in my bed for hours unable to sleep, my mind kept replaying a scene from five years ago, my prom, it was suppose to be the happiest day of our lives, but for me it was the day that I broke a girls heart. She...
They sat on the couch in the motel room and talked. They had first met 3 hours earlier in the restaurant and talked over a few glasses of wine for an hour and a half and then they went to the room. They talked of her family and his wife, their jobs, friends and hobbies. They kissed and talked some more and then kissed again. And they touched each other, her...
PROLOGUE: "The Talk," epitomized in song, fable and hundreds of Loving Wives stories. Most of us have used it as a plot device in at least one or two stories—even me. The problem with "The Talk" is its believability. Could anyone actually be so stupid as to sit down with their spouse and proclaim their intent to cheat in some manner? The answer is yes, bu...