Category: Loving Wives

My life went from shit to a fucking bourach (Scots — truly massive fucking mess) as I walked past the conference room. I saw that Bill was showing pictures from the wedding he had attended yesterday on the big screen. What caught my attention was in the background. My nemesis Darren Bryant with his arm around my wife Judith’s waist […]

As he got into the truck to leave his marital home for the last time, Randall Hansen tossed the HANSEN brass nameplate into the storm drain, hearing it bounce across concrete before falling into the murky water below. That metallic skittering radiated through his future and his past as a symbol of finality and the loss of hope, summarizing all […]

I am male, and absolutely heterosexual. When I was in college my landlady, a wonderfully delightful, and outrageously bawdy, 73-year-old cougar with whom I spent four wonderful years, would tell me stories of her misspent 40s and 50s before she retired, bought her big old house, and started renting rooms to college students. Since, even in my 20s and fresh […]

Linda used her key and unlocked the front door, looking back to see Marc leaving in his fancy sports car. Wow, what an evening and night! Undoubtedly the best fucking she had ever received in her entire life. Opening the door, she wondered what awaited her inside. She was sure that Jim was upset at her for leaving Jim at […]

I listened for his quiet knock on the door and quickly opened it so that he could slip inside, hopefully unnoticed by the neighbors. He pulled me close as soon as I had latched the door, kissing me fervently, hands exploring my body as if it were the first time again. I could already feel his hardness pressing into my […]

Do. As you will read, this isn’t the case, here. My name is Conway Barker. Even though I was born and raised in Port Orchard, Washington, my parents were huge Country & Western fans. Yeah, their favorite male singer was, yes, you guessed it, Conway Twitty. At least they didn’t burden me with his given name. You see, Twitty was […]

My eyes are fixed ahead, my mouth pressed closed, my jaw tensed. Another day, another insane sexual experience. This time what had started as a relationship building trip to the gym, ended with my girlfriend riding my trainer’s cock right in front of me. As exciting as it was at the time, in the aftermath my mind raced, trying to […]

With the fan on, the glass refused to get fogged. He was having a difficult time shaving as he couldn’t stop looking at her. He kept nicking himself, but her hair was so long she kept her arms up for a long time washing it. He couldn’t concentrate on anything else. “If you are going to make yourself bleed all […]

I woke to movement in my bed. Wait this isn’t… mmm… and a hand sliding between my legs, lips finding my neck. Right Corrine. FUCK CORRINE. What the fuck was I thinking last night. If Sam ever finds out, I’m a dead man. “Good morning Eric” A husky voiced Corrine purred into my neck. “Good morning Corrine.” “Did you sleep […]

I look at the wildflowers in the vase on my coffee table. There is really no point trying to arrange them. The honeysuckle, the forget-me-not, the iris, they have tumbled into their symmetry. I tilt back my chair a little, and survey the photos, mementos and books on my shelf, as one might a life. How often do we tell […]