No one could beat my life! No, really I am so serious. I was livin large. The investments I gambled on starting with paper route money I made in 7th grade were booming. Turns out with a little research, "high risk" was nothing but ink on a label, and a kid willing to study financial papers as much as his peers followed football could get pretty good at picki...
Scott Payton hummed a happy tune as he walked down the brownstone lined block in the Park Slope Section of Brooklyn. It had been a good day for the architectural photographer, having spent the better part of it on a shoot at an old pre-war building up on Riverside Drive in Manhattan, and the night promised to be even better. The work week was behind him and...
Another story with not much sex. One ex-wife and two ex-friends --- they can all kiss my ass I was on that street for the first time in over two years. My old street. I lived on it for two years with my wife, Crystal. I'm Jacob ... Jake ... Madison. I parked a couple of houses down from the house I had shared with Crystal. The garage door was open and Cry...
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Reproduction without the expressed approval of the writer and owner of the story is prohibited. Be advised, this is a story about a cuckold couple told from the point of view of their bull. As some of you know of my stories, it is not conventional to the genre. I push boundaries and question everything a...
Brent was sweating profusely as he dropped the final box down onto the tile floor of the apartment. "That's the last of it." He breathlessly spoke, wiping his brow with his forearm. "Good job babe", Amanda replied, un-boxing some of their clothes on the living room floor. She was impressed by her husband's efforts in unloading the moving truck, especially...
I sincerely hope you like my second contribution to "Loving Wives". Whereas my first submission was based on my life, and was about 90% factual with the names changed to protect the innocent and the guilty, "Please Understand Me" is 100% fiction. No genitals were harmed writing this story. I just wanted to break the template of: "I came home early because __...
Note: This story is a re-telling of Aurelius1982 Indian Wife is a Diwali Night Treat from the wife's perspective. One of his readers. Mili, sent him a suggestion for having the wife's narrative too, similar to my first story which Aurelius helped with. He asked me to do it, so here it is. Obviously, the main characters are Aurelius' creations and he deserves...
To Prue an empty bedroom started feeling almost normal. There was the gray silence, the vast ceiling with its reflections of streetlight and leaves. She hadn't closed the curtains, nor had she closed the bedroom door. There was a draft tugging at her exposed chest. She pulled up the blanket, shivering. Her phone rang. She rolled to the side of the bed,...
[With humble apologies to Walker Percy.] You might not believe that anything so insignificant as a single letter of the alphabet could matter so much. But it all depends on the context. I was sitting at our desk one evening, looking at my daughter Katie's medical forms. Katie was about to start kindergarten, so the pediatrician had given her a complete p...
Chapter 13 After suggesting a few minor tweaks and two errors and a place name that had to be corrected, Magnolia wiped her eyes and said they had been tough years and if only members of the extended family had come to the assistance of her parents instead of falling away from them, the outcome may have been very different. "I think some of my tears result...