Category: Loving Wives

Lara and I were invited to a friend’s house to eat and watch movies. It was a hot day, so Lara dressed cool in a tight tank top and a flared mini skirt. Of course, no bra or panties needed since we were just visiting a friend.

“I’ve got a confession,” Donna looked away from me. We were sitting in a diner that wasn’t the one she worked at. She looked like she was ready to run. We’d fallen head over heels in love, less than three months before. She had four kids and a dead dirtbag of a husband, a year cold in his grave by […]

So, we’ve talked about it, of course we have. And I have to admit that the idea seems pretty hot. I know she was shocked the first time that I brought it up. I mean, I expected that!. Over the years we’ve talked about it, laughed about it and even did some pretty killer roleplay. It was a lot of […]

Like with Bob and I. Married twenty years, no kids, his fault, not mine, the doctors tell us but we don’t mind… not anymore.

The doorbell rang. “Your birthday present is here,” Jinx called out from the kitchen. “Answer it!” Ethan turned off the television and slowly walked to the door. He took a breath and opened it.

I began the exam with medical history discussion. Mrs. Cartwright is a twenty-two year old, Caucasian female. She has been married for two years. She has a normal menstrual cycle, last occurring three weeks ago. She and her husband are sexually active, having sex three to four times per week. She said that she does not masturbate, ever. She has […]

Gary thought a little about what he could do to deal with his wife, her friends and their drastic and stupid response to what they thought was cheating. He decided that, even if he had cheated, what Maree did was a marriage breaker. The fact that they were wrong about him made that ending inevitable. Gary wouldn’t stand for being […]

Marie had really enjoyed the past week. Her husband’s buddy Chad was in town for the burgeoning bike rally her town now held every year. He had been crashing on their couch for the week and they loved having him. He was such a fun guy, and he was great with their son. And very easy on the eyes in […]

“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this.” There was the slightest tremor in Sandi’s voice as she spoke. She was sitting in front of the bedroom mirror applying her mascara, carefully drawing the brush over her lashes.

I was working as the HR Manager of a small chemical manufacturing plant outside of St. Louis. The plant employed approximately 300 people, evenly divided between union and salaried employees.