So this is a cheating wife story. If you like reading that stuff then I hope you enjoy it. If you don't enjoy reading that stuff then you probably won't so if you read it you might be a masochist. * 1. Stewart and Tammy Weintraub had been married for a year when they decided to try to have a baby. At 41, Stewart wasn't getting any younger and his 25 year-...
Welcome to Fetishville! I am Violet, the mayor here. I know you're eager to start so let's get to it. To begin with your adventure, press the "Start Game" button on the right and find your fetish. It is pretty straight forward. If your fetish involves dominating, select [Dominant]. If it involves being dominated or being submissive, select [Submiss...
[Continuing Book 1: Cheating] "Your polling numbers are getting worse," Jacob said. Jacob Kelly was Jasmine's father. "Who told you that?" Jasmine said irritably. "Josh?" Jacob shrugged. Never confirm or deny, that's how he dealt with people, even his daughter. "You need to do better Jasmine," he said in a disapproving tone. "Dad I haven't even announce...
(Author's Note: As you will have noticed this is the edited version, when it appeared in the story section and i read through it, i found several things i thought i had already fixed but hadn't. I also want to address a couple questions in the comments page. The original story was 20 plus chapters and while it is a romance story it could also fall under th...
Author's Note: Sorry it's taken me a while to get this story up, been some events in my life that have distracted me. One of them was learning that someone has taken some of my stories and put them on another site without my permission. Now I have met some slime balls in my life, but to take some one elses hard work and basically try to pass it off as their...
All rights reserved - this story is a work of fiction and remains the property of the writer. Chapter 3 "Jack, Stan called for you." Sheila called out across the kitchen that bright, sunny morning. "Called for me? What did he want?" "I don't know Jack, I'm not sure, but he asked if you could call him back." It had been two weeks since our last (and our...
Kyle stretched and yawned as he woke, the sunlight streaming in from his bedroom window. It was another sunny morning at Brighton Farms. Looking at the calendar at the walls, he realized that it had been almost a year since he had come here. A year of a new life, so far removed from his old one that it seemed like it was in another world...and in many ways i...
I wanted to keep talking, but Donna's yawn signaled to me she was done for the night. She tossed the wet wash cloth into the laundry basket, hit the bathroom for a final pee, brushed her teeth, put on a nightgown, and climbed into bed. I followed suit. She was on her side and told me to spoon her. She mumbled, "I love falling asleep in your arms." Within m...
During the next few weeks he got used to the workings of the farm. It wasn't all fucking day in and day out - far from it. There were other tasks to perform on Brighton Farms, tasks that required his enhanced strength and stamina. New tanks had to be installed, old ones maintained. Food came in daily from the farms surrounding Brighton (normal farms, without...
Prologue Written by Stan It was a little more than two years after we agreed to a joint writing project that we met at my house to read the accounts that had been written by each of the five of us. During the intervening months I had read the stories from each of the participants (Patti, Connie, Robbie, BD and my own) and we had ongoing exchanges about the...