wives stories and histories

MILLERS REDEMPTION
PREAMBLE RAMBLE: Of all the stories I've written Miller's Trauma had the most comments and calls for a continuation. So I decided to give it a go. I've changed some things from the original story. Millers parents are very much alive. Jill received a two year sentence despite Mille...

When the Queen Kneels part 6
Thank you to all the kind words and support on my first story. I know this wasn't for everyone, but I am hoping it struck a chord with a few people. This is going to be the final entry in this story for now. I think there is a lot of story left to explore, and I may one ...

This story is a 90 % true story, some memory blanks I have were filled out by me using my imagination.
The first time I saw Cindy, she was walking quickly through the Blue Parrot Bar (Playa del Carmen), a bit restless, walking around much more than other people, like she was nervous, perhaps searchi...

UK Debbie
Debbie is my ex. She has been for some time. However, I am going to tell the story of why she still calls me. She is married to another guy. She and her husband Adam have settled into a suburban life, but she still calls me. It started shortly after we broke up. Maybe a better way of putti...

I'm Rakesh Jha, 37, born in Kanpur, now living in Thane -- not because the city seduced me, but because my wife Kanika did. Gujju blood with a snow-white glow, curly long hair, and those frameless glasses that made her look like a librarian who could wreck your entire mental peace with just a half-s...

Disclaimer - Mature themes, adult language and sex. This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual pe...

Chris and Jess locked hands as soon as they were out of sight of their spouses. They walked to Chris's car like a couple enjoying a date. Once at the car Chris spun her around and kissed her passionately. Anyone walking by would never have known that this man and woman were not a couple.
Chris broke...

The cottage seemed to hold its breath in the mornings. It always did. Built of old stone and thick lime washed walls, it absorbed sound, softening the clatter of spoons and the brief hiss of the kettle. Even when the fire was on, it never quite chased away the cold that rose from the flags.
Alice li...

Luke and Victoria bonded in college, what began as study partners, turned into best friends. At the time Victoria was in a long-term relationship with Marcus, and everyone thought their romance was destined to be forever.
Victoria, returned from a cancelled class and caught her betrothed in a 69 wit...

This is my fist submission. I wanted to take a run at a couple of old tropes. This is my attempt at the "wife goes on a date" theme. Heavy on dialogue, description, no sex. This is also Part 1 of a much longer piece around 16000 words. If there is interest, I'll post the rest. This first part is the...

Part 7 - Life goes on!
So at 38 years old I am pregnant! and by a man 27 years older than me - in fact an old age pensioner and old enough to be my father!
But I suppose not unexpectedly considering the all-consuming sex we had enjoyed to bring it about.
God, I was actually pregnant with Donny's bab...

"Look!" Akemi said in the heat of sex. A liquid line connected them, slung from her body to his. Mitchell looked and smiled at the phenomenon, nodded. Natural it was all wet between them.
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Mitchell kept talking after he came back from work. It was almost as if he was on a drug.
He started like this...

Anna-Carin had always thought the old man next door was handsome. Helmer must've been well over 80, but you could still tell how striking he must have been when he was young. And he had that look -- steady, confident, just a little bit cheeky. She'd noticed how he sometimes looked at her. Their eyes...

Note. This is a story about a wife who submits to being the sexual plaything of someone NOT her husband in order to help her husband out of a dire situation. It contains elements of blackmail and coercion. I intend to write multiple endings to this story. If this description doesn't sound good to yo...

I like sex as much as the next woman. Maybe more. I love my husband, our marriage, and our sex life. So none of what happened is because I wasn't happy with my marriage and my husband. I was happy. Don't blame me. None of it was my fault.
My husband, James, and I, Jessie, are both thirty. We met our...

The Italian Stallion
Willywin
Prologue.
Not sure if this is the purpose of a prologue. This is the second story in a series I hope to write that delves into sexual relationships during wartime, they're not about right or wrong, just how circumstances can affect people. This story will have three cha...

Josh and Shelby were climbing into his truck after the concert ended. They were heading back to his hotel. Josh was navigating the traffic exiting the venue's parking lot. Shelby was tipsy from the drinks her and Jess were drinking while Josh and Chris only had a few so they were OK to drive.
"I nev...

"Holmberg with the pass to center ice..." The masculine voices of sports commentators drifted down the hall as Lynn unlocked the front door to number 99 and stepped into her home. She kicked off her heels and walked down the hall to the living room. A hockey game raged on the TV and Bill and his fri...

We stumbled through the door a little after 8 pm, laughing and giggling. It was getting late for us. Holly would have to be up at 5 am to be out the door for 7. My commute into work was less of a chore, so I could sleep in until 6:30 at the latest.
Wednesday evening was hardly ideal for fun, but our...

The golden light of a gentle dawn beamed onto Laurie's face through a crack in the curtain. He woke, squinting at the unwelcome intrusion, and groaned in frustration. Kitty slept beside him, turned away so that her pretty face was in the dark and her sleep remained undisturbed.
Laurie lay for a mome...

KC (pronounced "K C " or "Kacey") was distressed. And it showed in her behavior. Something was paramount on her mind and it was affecting her feelings towards her husband JC (short for James Conner). KC was a treasure of a young wife and of a woman. She was 25 and worked for a mortgage company as a ...

Mitchell kept talking, offered his thoughts on differences between men and women, spoke of a baseball game he played. Not a real game, he said, just fun. "One batter hit and everyone else played the field, me too. But I got most of the balls. The others, all women as it happened, looked at me in won...

It was the night of our 5th anniversary. I had bought her a new diamond necklace and a new black dress that clung to her skin perfectly, showing off all her curves and plenty of cleavage. I don't even remember ordering an food since from the moment we arrived she kept ordering us shots from the bar....

The first time it happened, I was confused and embarrassed. My husband, Michael, was sitting across the table from me in the restaurant. We were chatting about life. Nothing was unordinary about the place, the setting, the topics. It was pleasant, normal, comfortable, save perhaps the occasional roa...

Olivia's house sitting adventures were at an end, and she was excited at the thought of 10 days with 3 of her wild friends in Skiathos. Helen, was still in shock at what she had done both with Olivia, with Olivia and James, and in her own marital bed when she invited young James over for breakfast -...

Dear Readers,
Thank you for your encouraging words and constructive criticisms via messages, and comments. Also, thanks for reading the previous chapters, my other stories and following. I highly value your suggestions and implemented many to my level best. This is the penultimate chapter of the Cat...

Psychomental Complex pt. 2
Maybe you're the one who was taken over by a spirit.
My thanks to Mormon Jack for his review and comments on the parts 1 & 2 of this story. He made it more coherent and credible. All errors and absurdities are my responsibility.
This story will be meaningless unless you've...

Part 2
Hey all, sorry I had to break my previous experience into 2 parts.
Coming back to Sneha's 40th birthday party at my house, Sheila and I entered back into the living room, to find everyone seated down on the floor in a circle. Mayank patted the empty space between him and Fatema Aunty, while S...

"... I don't ever recall having one" Rose replies in a rather soft and fragile tone - to Ken's smoothie quip; leaving me to then wonder how much she actually heard of Ken's and my own conversation. Ken himself is suppressing a chuckle, (he's acting a bit over-masculine and full of himself) so his sm...

[:::: Authors Note ::::]
This is a short one and one of my first tries to write poetry outside of the Red Suit. It doesn't come naturally to me. So sorry if the words don't rhyme like they should.
This is a short one that I am working on while I complete The White Suit, Book 2 of The Dark Christmas ...