Someone once said, "Revenge is a dish best served cold." My mind wandered as I sat in the 24 hour dinner. I had been sitting in the booth near the window since 2:00am. It was now 5:00 am. My mind was turning over and over and I just couldn't sleep, so I sat in the dinner drinking coffee. In my brief case was the private detective's report. It detailed all...
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me but it's getting worse. I can't talk to anyone about this because if I told anyone they would instantly judge me and hate me. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to notice how much people hate sluts. Maybe that's what I am but I don't want to be a slut. Why can't I just be a nice normal girl like all of my friends?...
There are twelve steps in the recovery program for alcoholism originated by Alcoholics Anonymous beginning with Step 1: Honesty and ending with Step 12: Service. This program is the spiritual foundation for personal recovery for those who enter. The parts of this program that can sometimes be controversial are the eighth and ninth steps. The eighth step is w...
I sat in my green recliner chair, not reclined, but rocking a little. There was a news program on the television in front of me, but I wasn't really watching it. My wife was sitting on the sofa that matched my recliner, next to the end table with the light on it, looking very focused as she did a Sudoku puzzle. As we sat in the living room after dinner, I w...
Sometimes I have to write stories that come into my head. I do understand that all of my stories are not for everyone. This is one of them. I would like to thank Linda62953 for editing this story for me. She makes the story a much better read. **** Lately I've been reading a few stories about revenge and getting even. Hard as I've tried, I can't seem to l...
For those of you who have asked for it. The last chapter of Jungle Fever. Reading the whole story might help you better understand this Chapter. And, as always, it is a work of fiction; that includes references to law enforcement, the courts, and the penal system. But, as always, if you feel obligated to comment about how wrong it is, please feel free Cle...
I had ridden with my best friend, Bill Jackson, to a golf tournament near Bloomsburg. We had played in a captain and crew fund raiser for his alma mater's basketball team. Two of his old frat buddies met us there and we had managed to shoot three under par. That was good enough to come in third in the third flight. I never understood the scoring procedure at...
Well, to bring you up to where I am in my story, my wife was involved in a car accident and I found out that she had been cheating on me. We tried to work things out, but just when I thought we were going to be all right, I found out that we weren't. We were making love one night and it had been a beautiful and loving thing, until at one point I began to mo...
Many thanks to Techsan for his editing of this story. * I, known as The Jailbird, was a famous man in our small Scandinavian town. I was sure that people envied me because I had dared to do what many of them probably had only dreamed about. My real name is Wilmer Steen: Wilmer after some distant relative in Minnesota, which wasn't very funny when I was ki...
Sequel to ustbfamous's I Don't Want A Divorce URL: http://www.literotica.com/s/i-dont-want-a-divorce ustbfamous's story is so ridiculous it almost doesn't warrant an ending. However, after several more requests, I've agreed to provide one. Short and to the point. There are too damn many intriguing stories that are never completed, or left hanging with di...