Rebecca was a twenty year old red-headed modern-day hippie. She grew up in a strict Catholic household in suburban St. Louis, but as the saying goes, Catholic school made her atheist. Rebecca kept many of the values she grew up with, but could not reconcile with the church's stances on birth control and homosexuality. Rebecca herself had a birth control impl...
Josie Rawlings lived a life of privilege. With her father's money having supported her throughout her days, and a large alimony check from the ex-husband for spending money, the thirty year old had never known a day of honest work. She had rarely seen the inside of her own kitchen, for she had her own cooks. She had never done a load of laundry, and in fact,...
2:04. . . 2:05. . . 2:06. . . I finally roll over so that I can't see the green numbers on the damned clock. So dark and winter cold in the house, so quiet and all I can think of is you. I waited an hour, nonchalantly checked a dozen more times, but you didn't message me hello or goodnight. Maybe you couldn't get away; maybe Friday afternoon was enough for y...
Greetings readers! This story is not for everyone and in fact it is meant for a very few individuals who may show an interest in my work. Voting is on if you care to but it really isn't necessary. So sit back and relax, enjoy the story and I hope it makes you think. "All rise. County court is now in session with Judge Richard P. Carmack presiding. Judge the...
Introduction: This is a work of fiction, but it is rooted in some fact. I've been reading Loving Wives stories for several months; most involve infidelity. In some cases the author finds the causes for the fidelity are rooted in some mental issue. I did some research, and found some interesting takes on this theme. This is a story that covers just two days...
Susan's Fortuitous Mistake She thought it was her roommate at her door I was fairly new to the workforce. I lucked out and got a good job with a high-tech firm. It was a casual place, but we were the New York branch, and things are a little more formal in NY. It's not Silicon Valley. I always try to fit in, and so I wore a nice blouse, a skirt the correc...
Summarizing what's already occurred: It was Thursday morning. My soon to be ex-wife Leslie Campbell had only been back a handful of days. I thought, 'So far so good.' I hadn't seen hide nor hair of her. Thank goodness my mom and dad hadn't bothered me about her, and neither had my children. They all knew how I felt. Sure I still loved her, I guess; I supp...
This is the third installment of the "In a World..." series, detailing the erotic journey of Ginnifer and Rick. This narrative can stand alone, but it's at its best when read in the slowly-building sequence. This is also a cross-category story that leans deepest into the prurient parts of the "Loving Wives" category. More sensitive readers should check the I...
This is my first attempt in the humor rubric. I would love to hear your comments, either at the end of the story or by email. ************* A Blind Date "It's okay, Sally. We'll go out, get drunk, have a good time," Mary Ann said. She was a good friend, consoling me after that SOB boyfriend had dumped me last week. "We're all dressed up and frankly, girl...
They dredged Harry's body from the sea on a Sunday, a month to the day after he'd disappeared. Babs and I were there when the police called round to Erica's to tell her that they'd found a body. 'You want us to come down with you?' I said. Erica shook her head. 'You've done enough already,' she said. 'I'll be fine.' 'Call us,' I said. We watched through...