My name is Julie. I am a certified public accountant, specializing in income tax, although I do plenty of financial work since you can't complete a corporate or partnership tax return without sound knowledge of accounting principles. I am 44, married, have 3 children, weigh 123, 5'4", small boobs (34A), blue eyes and blondish hair just past my shoulders. Di...
Tonight's story begins, on the surface, as any routine night in middle America. We have both had a hard day at the office, so we meet at our local burger joint on the way home so neither of us has to cook. Today Samantha gave a presentation to the vice president of marketing so she wore a dark wool suit, the skirt just above her knees. Her silk blouse, burgu...
The following story is entirely fictional despite its close resemblance to certain events. It is a reflection on the experiences of many white expatriates and their families working in Africa and the Middle East. ----------- Igwe held the tearful woman close in his arms. To be frank he cared little for her tears, or her fears and trauma's that had led to t...
This is my first ever story so I do not know how good it will be. * My name is Steve and I have a great life. I have a great job. I have a beautiful wife. I didn't think my life could get much better until my wife came home from a girls night with all of her friends. Now let me tell you a little about my wife. Her name is Lexi. She is 5'6" and 125 lbs. wi...
Chapter 4 A Rainy Day at the Lake This is a follow-up to the stories I previously submitted entitled "The Bed is Big Enough for Three" and "The Bed is Big Enough for Three -- Parts 2 & 3". If you don't like loving wives stories then you should seriously ask yourself why you are even reading this. There are plenty of sites where you can read G-rated materia...
I sit here wondering to myself how everything happened to me these last three months. I married my husband when I was twenty-one he is a year older than I am. I had decided before high school that I would be a virgin for my husband. I wanted to give to my husband a gift that could only be given once. The night before our wedding my mother told me that men h...
Authors note: I love my husband, and no one else. He is not my cuck, my wimp or whatever you want to call him. But this is a story of "Loving wives" or women having sex with men other than their husband. If this is not for you, please stop here. Constructive criticism is always appreciated. This is the fourth part of my story where I "marry" my lover and st...
This is the true story of how, after knowing each other for more than ten years, I found myself in bed with one of our closest family friends. I've changed the names and a few other details that might give too big a clue to my or Penny's true identities, but otherwise this is exactly how it happened – or at least it's how I remember it! In her early fortie...
Jim sat on the couch as he mindlessly flipped channels on the TV as his wife of 10 years shuffled about the house cleaning and doing various things. Jim smiled as he saw Hayley walking back and forth, she happily kept up with the house during the weekends, and she asked of him was a few little things here and there. “Hey babe, you need anything or am I good...
Sherry had warmed up to the point that she was now strutting her stuff and rocking the male audience at the strip club. She was throwing back her long red hair, and every part of her gorgeous, round-in-all-the-right-places body was moving suggestively to the musical rhythms blaring out from the club's sound system. The audience was out of their chairs and br...