‘Twas the Night before Christmas

This was originally written by my wife Carol but i thought it a fun read and reposted it. There is no BTB or any of your standard LW fare here. Thought about placing it in the humor category but the lead character is definitely LW material.

Just Once, Then Paperwork…

When I finished reading Marcy’s “I’m going to fuck Dr. Asshole for 6 weeks, then let’s forgive and forget” letter, I noticed Leslie was at the kitchen island filling her glass again.

The Unwanted Swap

When Rose, my wife, screamed, “For gods sake hurry up.” It reverberated around the house. This was not something I was looking forward to. Having agreed to the party, I was going to have to follow through. I stood staring in the mirror wondering how the fuck we ended up in this position.

You Will Never Know Our Names!

While the demanding female voice definitely belonged to my wife, I did not know who the loud male voice was, but he was surely fucking my wife. I was standing outside my bedroom, stunned by what I heard. The door was half open, thus the clear voices. I dared not look inside, to do that I had to stand in […]

Avoiding Those 4 Little Words

I love reading the stories which include those 4 little words “we have to talk”, but often the wife comes across as a complete bitch or as one author points out, having recently been struck by a Martian Slut Ray. This is an attempt to explore if those words would ever be part of a reasonable conversation within a long […]

My Mind Storm, not Desert Storm

I know you’ve heard it before many times but our marriage was wonderful, until the day it wasn’t. I thought Lisa and I had the perfect marriage. At least for the past 21 years.

Copycat

In retrospect, everything that I am about to relate could have been avoided. Perhaps I was, or am naïve. Some would say stupid, definitely a cuckold. Possibly fair observations, but then everything was so out of keeping with my wife and what had gone before in over twenty years of marriage that I was perhaps blindsided. Anyway, I can’t turn […]

Are You Asking?

“If I call him and he comes I will have to let him fuck me,” she said, glancing at her phone, then back at me.

Goddess or Slut?

  “I know I am a lucky bastard, but I can’t help wishing for more.” “More?” Mike asked. “Yeah. More. I mean, look at her.” Trevor nodded at his wife chatting with Mike’s wife as the two women sat on the patio next to the pool. “She’s a hottie.” He lowered his voice to make sure the girls didn’t hear […]

Lessons: The Beginning

My wife recalls her sexual education in the laboratory. She was just 19 when she moved to California in search of opportunities to establish herself as an adult. We met later in life, so I was curious about her past and the experiences responsible for her desire to expose herself to men, enjoying the lustful stares of men ogling her […]