Bob Holiday felt conflicting emotions. His best and longest friend Paul Foster had died after a long fight with cancer and he had left a request that Bob would write and read a eulogy at his funeral. He had met his friend when they both attended their first day in kindergarten and they had remained steadfast friends ever since that day, when they were in th...
Introduction: I mostly wrote this story to explore a new genre and to learn more about the subject of cuckolding. This story is mostly fiction. Some of the story material came from my research on the subject, however I did get some parts of the story from my own personal experiences. I also got some of the story material from women who told me about their...
I have wondered if I am simply another woman in midlife crisis mode. No one wakes up and one day and decides to be that walking cliche. How tacky is it to be the wife everyone hears stories about and shakes their head disapprovingly thinking, "it sounds exciting, but of course I would never cheat." I will be honest with anyone and tell them that I...
Hi My name is James. I was in the army and after my unit got shut down, I had been trying to earn my bread through a small business of pipe cleaners. It was a complete role reversal for me from being an ex-military assassin to a business man. After the closure of my unit I was in complete depression. I had seen lot of blood my whole life but it all changed...
To my Ex: if you are out there, this one's for you. This submission is a little fiction and a lot of fact. It is a vicious, cheating wife story about a woman who believed false evidence presented by another woman who had her own agenda, which included destroying a marriage. If only you would have talked to me. In this, you are Senna's victim, but in this sto...
This essay is the antidote to the mind-numbing horde of self-help gurus clogging up the best seller list with their recycled platitudes and hyphenated feel-good life-strategies. Have you ever known anyone who actually benefited from a self-help book (besides the author?) It's time to get real, folks. It's time to embrace a life-strategy that follows the path...
I would like to thank mostera1 for all his help. He always makes my stories better. "Honey, do you trust me; I mean really trust me?" Now there's a question for you; how the hell do you answer that? If you say yes, you really trust her you know damn well you're not going to like the next thing that comes out of her mouth; but, if you say no, you don't trus...
I stayed away from Pinar for a couple of days after her announcement that she was in love with me. One night of sex, even great sex, was not enough to fall in love with me, and she'd realize that once she had time to think about it. If that sounds a little hypocritical, since I said before that I was half in love with her, it's not. It's easy for an old man...
Debbie was a slut. She'd been one the entire time I'd known her and that had been almost ten years. Since the eleventh grade. For some strange reason known only to God my wife Tammy and Debbie have become best friends. Even though Debbie was a round heeled slut I'd never fucked her. Not that I didn't want to because the girl was hot! Seriously hot!! But jus...
This is a sequential story you will need to read the previous Parts before this Part will make sense. I broke this story up into Parts to accommodate L's request to make into parts. This is my very first story I've ever written. I'm an Engineer so I tend to be techno/detailed, hope it does not distract from the story too much. Some of the items in the stor...