Chapter A Survivors Guilt: This was put in under Dark as Daylight Chapter 15A, just to update you on my status. I have not started on chapter 16 yet, because I am still a little fuzzy, in the head, from all the testing. As soon as that clears I will get back to business. I am happy to see that you were enjoying chapter 15, and I hope chapter 16 will be equ...
Ever since Benny moved into his South London apartment a year ago, he has been aware of a pretty woman living in the same development. She looked to be in her mid-30s and was very punctual in her daily leaving and return. He assumed she had a job in the City or, at least, was a professional of some sort. He also noticed that she was always alone and he spent...
A kiss is just a kiss. . .NOT Call this a sequel to My Take on Writing a Female Orgasm or just a new 'How To' story; either way, I'm going to write about that old school yard rhyme K-I-S-S-I-N-G. How do you put feelings into a kiss? How do you make it more than just two wet tongues sliding in a warm cave of teeth and gums? Stop and take a minute to look...
Pickens escorted Tiegan into the hallway. It was blustery outside, and both were happy to be home. "I am pleased the De Kooning exhibit is still in town." Pickens said to his former sister-in-law. "I worried you wouldn't come in time to see it." Tiegan smiled at Pickens. She loved the way he was so old world, helping her off with her coat. Tiegan sat down...
My wife was working late, going to one of her many meetings she seemed to always have. Only this time she was really late. She was usually out of a meeting by 8pm and home by 8:30 and in bed by nine. Tonight was different it was nearly 11:30pm and she had not even called or texted me which was unusual for her. I decided to check her location she was still...
It all started with my wife and I sharing fantasies one night as a prelude to making love. She asked me what my sexual fantasies were as she slid her hand in between the buttons on my pajama top; thinking quickly I told her I married my only fantasy – she laughed and told me she wanted to know for real. The funny thing is I couldn't tell her my real fantasy...
With the holiday weekend finally over, the white husbands all returned to our regular work schedules. Our wives returned to their daily routines, which included mostly things like aerobics classes, swimming, shopping and various social events. Only 2 of the 13 white wives at the condo had so-called "careers" around this time. None of them had been living he...
It was early morning, the first time he saw her. The weather had been hot; not unbearably so, but enough to wake him earlier than normal. The fact that the hotel's air con only seemed to work intermittently didn't help matters, and he was typically driven out onto the balcony by 6am, coffee in hand, to watch the sun rise slowly out of the ocean. On the t...
He was a man of science for whom traditional beliefs and conventions were archaic; reason and logic were his mantra. She was more traditional but burned with an ambition to be a great writer, an aspiration sometimes assailed by feminine self-doubt. As in a classic Greek tragedy, their character traits would combine to lead the pair into treacherous waters....
This Hot Wife Series is designed to be fantasy. Not to say we won't try to act them out. So, here goes. I'm Hugh and my wife is Diane. Your average late 30s couple with young kids. A few years ago we decided to try a local swing club. It was the first time we had done anything so bold with each other. Not even strip clubs. Well, turns out it was kind of fun...