wives stories and histories

It was supposed to be just another late night.
The quiet hum of electronics, the soft glow of monitors, and the easy comfort of two friends and lab coworkers who'd spent the last years side by side pushing deadlines, trading sarcastic remarks, and pretending that whatever this was between them didn't exist....

What were the chances?
Pt. 1
My wife and I were enjoying dinner at the most trendy and popular restaurant in Cincinnati called "The Pearson." Anybody who thinks they are somebody special around town goes to this restaurant and bar to be seen! If you are a young professional or maybe climbing the corporate ladder or a pro sports figure this is where you go to meet other beautiful people. The place reeks of opulence and new money, and it's the biggest game in town at the moment. Lucy and I come here to ...

Monday morning, Dec 7, 2020
The first thing we did when we awoke was check the box office receipts. 'Second Chances' had gone down but was still nearly triple the second rated movie, $149,482,397. Dani's four-percent -- nearly another six-million dollars!
The rest of our week was relatively routine. Well, I might add to that a bit and mention that our 'routine' love life had become fuckin' awesome! Twenty-nine-year married couples are not supposed to be having the kind of love life that Dani and I wer...

About a year after I started my own agency, I realized my starter phone system was not meeting our needs. We scheduled three meetings with representatives and the first two went without incident.
My secretary walked the third rep in and the first thing I noticed was that she was about 5' 8", raven haired and beautiful. The second thing I observed is that she seemed to know me and I thought that I have seen her before....

"Just so I'm clear, I'm not trying to break up your relationship or cause any discord between you and Amber" Ryan clarified the next day, again on the balcony for privacy. "I apologize that it happens to be your wife, and I'm cognizant of that", he assured, "but I'd imagine I'd quite enjoy it, and then that would be that. Never shall a word be spoken about it again."...

We thought about it. I'm sure Barbara and Ken did too -- at least in the quiet corners of their minds. But for us, it never went beyond talk.
Archie and I would sometimes sit up late after an evening with them, that strange post-intimacy calm settling over the house like a hush. We'd open a laptop, and wander through the swinger sites together. Scroll through ads -- some playful, some bold, some almost poetic in their desperation -- and pick out the ones we liked....

It was only a matter of time until Joe's wife figured out something was going on, although it came sooner than expected. When Joe came home from our editing session, his wife (we'll call her Jane ), had gotten home sooner than he expected. When Joe walked in, not only did he have his cameras, but he smelled of sex. Faced with overwhelming evidence, he immediately confessed. The first thing Jane did was ask to see the videos. Initially Joe showed her the videos from the fixed cameras which really didn't impl...

If you read my other stories, you'll know I am a cuckoldress or hotwife. This is a story from a guy named Charles. I met him online, he responded to my online offer to help couples as I enjoy getting off on the drama and he and his wife both wanted me to publish their story as they read my stories and Charles in particular wants to enjoy the humiliation of this particular story....

It was just past midnight when Anna and Ryan tumbled hand-in-hand out of the backseat of their Uber and into the unevenly lit parking lot of their suburban apartment complex. The attractive young newlyweds had been out celebrating the engagement of two of Anna's coworkers, and they were arriving home in a pleasant state of mild drunkenness. As their ride's taillights disappeared back into the night, Ryan pulled his wife's petite frame tightly against his taller, more muscular body....

Author's Note:
This is not a love story.
At least, not the kind you're used to.
What unfolds in the following pages is an exploration of desire, control, power, consent, and the spaces between love and longing--where routine can suffocate, and fantasy becomes a lifeline.
The characters in this story make choices that may challenge your values, your comfort, or your expectations. Some of those choices are raw. Some are explicit. Some walk along the edges of fidelity, dominance, and submission, fr...

Chapter One -- The Unraveling
"You're a fucking bastard! I moved across the country for you!" the sobbing woman screams.
"I didn't tell you to!" I snap back. "In fact, I told you not to if you thought we'd end up together."
"You have twenty minutes to get home and tell the bitch yourself, or I will!"...

Amy's Guests at the Villa
Amy suggested we spend two weeks in Bali, on our own, without kids, at our villa in Lovina on the north coast. We had been there for a few days when our Property Manager, a lady called Kadek called and said she had a request from a couple, no kids, to stay for maybe four nights if we didn't mind sharing for a room rent. We normally rent the Villa out by word of mouth when we are not there....

Sandy and I have been married for twenty-one years. I'm 42, she's 41, and we've built a pretty stable life here in central New York. We've got two kids, both off at college now, which means for the first time in a long time the house is quiet.
It is just the two of us again. It's strange, honestly. Liberating in some ways. Lonely in others. But mostly, it's given us room to breathe and to rediscover each other, more date nights, more walking around naked in our own home and I love it....

I staggered through the door just past 1am with my soon-to-be wife, Jane, on my back, her arms wrapped around my neck and her legs wrapped around my waist. It had been our joint bachelor(ette) party that Thursday night, and Jane had gotten into about a dozen vodka lemonades. Her maid of honor, Grace, was holding the door open for us, giggling. Grace and I had each had about eight drinks to Jane's twelve, and though Grace was at least half a foot shorter than me and fifty pounds lighter, she was able to hold...

It's honestly taking more energy than I'd like not to fire off a barrage of snarky remarks--but hey, I don't believe in wasting good energy on bad decisions. So instead, I'll let Travis Parker say a few words about this story:
"Look, I didn't ask to star in thousands words of romantic chaos and emotional trauma. But the guy who writes me--yeah, the one currently pacing and muttering about certain few who questioned his work--he poured his heart into Melody's Silence. He didn't phone it in. He bled into t...

The Newlyweds
I think there is an old joke about two guys talking about their wives and sex. "Is your wife any good?" asks the first guy. The second guy replies" How should I know? Ask everybody else on my street."
Unfortunately, I was that second guy.
I met the woman would become my wife at graduate school. We were put in the same study group on the first day. I thought she was one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in person. Tall, five'11", blonde, great figure (36 C's), Victoria was th...

Thinking back, it really was something extraordinary. We've never had anything like it since -- not even close.
I know how it sounds, but the truth is, it felt like a four-way marriage. That's the only way I can describe it. A real four-way love relationship. And sure, that kind of thing can be messy, complicated -- but it can also be beautiful in ways that are hard to explain....

Abbie, my wife, has two close girlfriends, Becca and Claire. They are referred to by each other and by their husbands as "A", "B" and "C". Abbie is twenty-nine years old and so am I. I'm Mark. We've been married five years. No kids. Becca is twenty-eight. I know that because we went to her birthday party last week. She and her husband Bob have two kids. I also went to Claire's birthday party but that was months ago so I don't remember how old she is. But her and their husbands are about my age. Claire has o...

Eli wasn't sure when it changed -- when his home, his marriage, stopped being about just him and Melissa.
When their bond, their laughter, their little world, quietly became something... bigger. Darker.
Better for her.
It started small: Ava crashing on their couch for a weekend.
Ava's playful teasing at dinner....

So I am officially getting old. I am turning 50 this year. That also means that many of my childhood and college friends are, too.
I have never been one to make a big deal about birthdays, and most of my friends haven't made big deals about their birthdays, at least since 21. Fifty seems to be one that is different. Some of us plan to do nothing, and others want to pull out all of the stops. One invited a bunch of us to join a safari and Kilimanjaro climb. Sadly, didn't work with my schedule. Others are ...

Amy's Shares Honeymoon

After we spent a night in Singapore, we boarded our ship for a five-night cruise around Asia after which we get off the ship at Hong Kong where we spend another night before heading off on a five-day tour of Guangxi Province, China. Then back to Hong Kong for three more nights before heading home....

THE THREE MUSKETEERS 2.0
A continuation of February Sucks in Greenville.
PREAMBLE RAMBLE; This takes place around 2 years after February Sucks, 4 years after Hal's Story Part 2. As I never planned on writing this or the February story there may be some continuity issues as far as the kids ages and Hal's business growth go. I tried to make it work. Many of the characters have appeared in both stories....

That's right. Fuckin' LW. I was happy as a clam, until I got bored one day and surfed around on the internet for porn. Tired of more and more videos of blatantly fake situations, I found myself looking at stories, where characters were developed with a tad more realism. As anybody knows, Literotica is the mother lode, and it wasn't long before I found myself bookmarking stories, even brutal BTB stories. That's when I learned about the cheater's handbook, and the giveaway signs of your wife having an affair....

Premise:
When respected Parisian dentist Dr. Clémence Duret finds herself drawn to her much younger patient, the arrogant but perceptive Alexandre Morel, she confesses her inappropriate attraction to her academic husband.
To her surprise, Jean doesn't react with jealousy but fascination, encouraging her to dress more provocatively for appointments and report every detail of their encounters. As the line between professional and forbidden blurs, husband and wife discover new depths to their marriage th...

It was a fun day all around. The golf afternoon with my three buddies Tom, Jeff and Mark produced a tight match as Jeff and me (Carl) eked out a close victory.
The after golf led to saunas and showers along with a couple of cocktails. We had an early dinner at the golf course and headed to my house for a few more libations and to watch the ending of that weeks PGA Tour event....

Seattle felt colder than it should in May.
It wasn't the kind of chill that lingered in weather forecasts--it was something deeper, the sort that slipped beneath my skin, lingered beneath my clothes, and refused to leave. Quiet. Controlled. Restrained. It was as if the city itself was telling me to behave, to hold back the fire that had started quietly burning inside me....

Prologue:
Is it love or lust?
A duet from 1977 is sung with the words firing rapidly back and forth, breathlessly negotiating the heat of passion between the young lovers before their first time.
[Sung in a female voice]
Stop right there! I gotta know right now,
Before we go any further, do you love me?...

Black cock slut saga continues...
While Dave continued his deployment for the next 3 or 4 months SSG Davis would "visit" on his way home from post. Luckily for me it was on his way. Typically he would just want me to suck his massive cock until he would cum. Sometimes not even removing his pants. He would just unbutton his BDUs and pull out his long cock and then button them up and leave without even a kiss....

This takes place several weeks after the last story. This Lake Resort area is a couple of hours away from our house and our newly reacquainted friends' and if you recall we are a bit away from them. My wife Dawn, and I drove the couple of hours to meet up with James (he now went by James, back in school, he went by Jim, or Jimmy). We decided we'd meet them at a location we knew, the local in town Wal-Mart that Friday evening after we all got off work. From there we'd follow them down to this lake area where...

Using the Hall Pass
By Cal Bishop
Author's Note
This is my first foray into the Loving Wives category. I'm not sure how many stories there will be with these characters or where it'll go, but I am sure it won't be a BTB story. If that's what you're looking for, I recommend you look elsewhere....