This is a wife sharing story and a sequel to My Kinky Fiancé Slips Up. It's not necessary to read its predecessor, but if promiscuous wives and voyeur husbands aren't your thing, don't bother reading either story. I love getting feedback and comments, critical or otherwise, as long as you aren't blasting the characters for having an open relationship. * I...
Note: This is the story of an otherwise loving wife, who makes a life-altering mistake in judgement. It is presented here complete in three parts, rather than separate chapters posted one at a time. Enjoy, vote, and comment if appropriate. ***** Part 01, a loving wife: "Oh Angie, I can't that! What's the matter with you? I'm married! I love Michael and...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 8 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when th...
Another quick one from an idea that popped into my head while working on one of the longer pieces currently occupying much of my time. TWO YEARS LATER She wants to try again. The knock on the door interrupted the silence. I had just gotten out of the shower of my one bedroom apartment. It's not that I couldn't afford more; I just didn't need more. At...
Now that cell phones are ubiquitous, there is almost no place and no time you cannot reach someone if you need to. This, however, requires you to keep your phone on. That shouldn't be a problem because you can always use vibrate if you don't want your ring to disturb other people. It seemed Jeff had not mastered this concept. It was the second week of Nov...
Their first night together was explosive. There was, of course, the initial awkwardness, when Abba and Ayesha found themselves alone for the first time since the wedding. She stood there, before him, small and vulnerable, yet radiating a barely-concealed anticipation. Her simple wedding gown, devoid of the elaborate lace trappings that festooned the gowns...
Chapter 02: The Morning After Waking up to the fragrant musk of his wife's hair, Adi buried his nose deeper into the source of that pleasurable scent. He found his hands still cupping Ilyana's breasts and his palms sweated from fondling her magnificent globes. Kneading them until her nipples stiffened, he then pinched them, which roused the Zamoran from her...
You stare out the window at the rain and wonder if it is fate. One year ago today you were wearing your wedding dress, thrilled and terrified to be marrying Terry. It was raining that day but you hadn't noticed until the phone call came and your mother-in-law collapsed. Moments after that are still broken and blurred to you. Being rushed into your honeymoon...
It was my thirtieth birthday, and my lovely husband, Ken, had arranged a special evening for me. By the way, Ken is not short of Kenneth, but Kennedy. I think they named him after an airport somewhere. We were to go out to dinner at a restaurant. This was one of those places that when telling friends about it, you can proceed roughly as follows; "Darling,...
This is a continuation of an earlier story I posted entitled Rekindling an Old Flame With Henry. To enhance this story, the reader may wish to read that one first. *** Henry seemed to be quite an expert at being sneaky. He was, after all, a detective for the sheriff's department. He always seemed to know where his wife was at all times, and reminded me in...