This is not your basic feel-good story. I'm sorry for that. There's no sex here. It's just a bummer of a tale about a sad man with too much conscience who is seeking relief from grief. ***** I suppose if I'm to spill my guts, I should start at the beginning. My name is not important, or maybe I should say it is all-important and the one thing you can never...
Chet was right; he was acting way too drunk for the amount of beer that he had consumed. It was the middle of the afternoon on a Wednesday and the bar was mostly empty. As a matter of fact, he was the only customer As I wiped a clean glass cleaner, I said, "So, tell me a story." "Man, you don't want to hear it." was his sad reply. "Sure I do. I'm a profe...
"What is wrong with me?" Melissa Fortney had asked herself the same question everyday for the last several weeks. By all objective standards, she should have been enjoying life: great job, two beautiful kids, a nice home, and a terrific loving husband. She had everything, everything but happiness. The problem was she didn't know what was needed to satisfy he...
Thank you to my two editors and friends who make my stories a much better read, LadyCibelle and Techsan. * My wife and I have been married over fifteen years now. Three kids later and settled down into a somewhat normal life. I work the afternoon shift at the factory and she works day shift over at the insurance office. I usually get home around midnight...
There is no sex in this story. It's cold in Minnesota during the winter especially when you're used to the mild weather of Virginia. But it's even colder when you're sleepless and alone. I'm just feeling sorry for myself. God knows I've got it better than most and it's ridiculous for me to feel like this. Still, I do, and even though I'm keeping it togeth...
I woke up with a start, saw the television showing something strange, not the film I had been watching. Giving my head a shake, I looked at my watch; it was nearly half past two. My dear wife, Mandy, I thought, must be still out on her colleague's hen night. It was rather unusual for her to go out for an evening without me but I was glad she had the chance....
I know it is very old stoy, but I read it now and wanted to write my continuation on story 'Something we need to talk about' by nici. If you think it was waste of time writing on that old story no need to read it, ignore it. Dont be to harsh while judging. No Sex. Jonathan sitting there on chair thinking about what lawyer had said to him. He was in dilemm...
Three years ago my beautiful wife named Eloise whom everyone tells me looks like Beaver Cleaver's Mom complete with the pearls and the stylish dresses, informed me that she wanted to explore her sexual side. Needless to say my life has never been the same. Needless to say I walk around with a constant hard-on. For example one time I came home and after t...
Author's note: This is the sequel to Fire in the Belly that I thought I had submitted. After a reader asked for a third part, I went into Literotica and read the first two parts. I was surprised to see that most of the story of Chapter 2 had been left out. I do not know where the error was made, but I accept blame. I should have checked after it was publishe...
We were teasing each other all day with text messages. My wife and I will on occasion do this to keep the boring day moving along. It is like dual personalities for us. We are able to say things to each other through text messaging we normally wouldn't say outside of the normal pillow talk during our less frequent sex sessions now days. Being married for e...