wives stories and histories

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my s...

A Quick Celebration
How a marriage came to an end
My wife, Jill, was working at another site for a few days helping them with their resources and travelling home each night as it wasn't too far away. As she sat sorting things out she heard a commotion in the offices.
"Come on Jill, we're all off to the pub to celebrate!"...

CHAPTER 3. FOOLS RUSH IN.
He sat in his favorite recliner, scotch on one side, me on the other. I began sucking as soon as the video started and just kept at it. Unlike most times, when he got fully uninterested in the scene 5 minutes into it, he kept watching this time, his attention split between me and the screen. Even if not totally erotic to him, it was shocking. It was hard to look away....

Three weeks after I left my job at the mill, I sold my 4Runner to the busboy at Jimmy's, and loaded my possessions into a rental truck. After I had my bike on a trailer, I loaded Scooby into the truck and we headed for Denton.
Because the couple, who had rented my cabin, had been such good renters, my parents told them they could take all of the time they needed to find a new place. In the meantime, I would stay in my childhood home....

Brighter Days: Sarah's Ending
In the weeks after I left the mill and had begun my preparations to move back to Denton, I had noticed a growing rift between Daisey and Jimmy. I wasn't alone; the rest of the staff had also noticed. Jimmy hadn't been at the diner much since Charlie took over, but when he was there, the tension between him and Daisey was palpable....

Brighter Days: Daisey's Ending
Three weeks after I left my job at the mill, I sold my 4Runner to the busboy at Jimmy's, and loaded my possessions into a rental truck. After I had my bike on a trailer, I loaded Scooby into the truck and we headed for Denton.
Because the couple who had rented my cabin had been such good renters, my parents told them they could take all of the time they needed to find a new place. In the meantime, I would stay in my childhood home....

WARNING EXTRA EXTRA LONG! Skimming will not work. There are plots within plots and this is really three sequential stories in one with side stories and many callbacks to things that happened previously in the story. If you are looking for simple, short and sweet, hit the back button hard.
As usual, this story only partly fits the category posted....

© 2025 by the author using the pen name UpperNorthLeft.
All sexual activity is between adults 18 years of age or older.
Many thanks to Jalibar62 and Comentarista82 who each earned an urn of añejo for their edits on this story. This tale is all the better for their keen eyes and many insights.
Chapter 1...

Dear Readers,
This is a stand alone story with no sequels or prequels. If you are a fan of slow build, romance-erotica, this would excite you, I believe. I did my level best. Love to hear your feedback. Thank you. Cheers.
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THE FIRST NIGHT
The first night was a very special and the most anticipated moment for any couple, particularly in India. In Vamika's life, the night arrived, coincidentally, at her 26th birthday. In some families, it was customary to arrange the special night at the groom'...

WHO SHOT YA
He thought it was love until it wasn't.
PREAMBLE RAMBLE: How do you follow up your highest rated story? The pressure is on. I'm not the talent of many of these other writers. I'm a singles hitter with the occasional double. I write because I like it. I post because I want people to enjoy what I write. It's not always pretty but I do the best I can. I know people will let me know how they feel. And I appreciate that....

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my s...

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are FICTION no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line. I don't care if you think every infidelity should end in divorce, or you would divorce. Your morals are not a part of my s...

SATURDAY-
It all started during our trip to the Bahamas to celebrate our five year wedding anniversary as well as my husband Jackson's (Jack) 35th birthday. At the time I was 34 and we had been together for almost 8 years as a couple. We both looked forward to forgetting about the real world and enjoying our time together....

It was getting late, and Bill still wasn't home. I'm sorry, Billy still wasn't home. I keep forgetting that he wants to be called Billy now. Why after 37 years he wants to have a new moniker is beyond me, but it makes him happy.
I feel like it's been days since we last saw each other for more than 10 minutes. But with Billy's overtime at the store and my full-time job at the bank there just isn't enough hours in the day. You add in our 5-year-old son, and it sometimes feels like we are strangers passing ...

14. Wife's POV
The moment I stepped into the bathroom, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. My heart was pounding, and I could still feel the oil on my fingers, the smell clinging to my skin. I scrubbed harder than necessary, trying to get rid of it--no, trying to erase what it reminded me of. That room. That old man. That... moment....

It has been so long since I have seen Ranjit. After more than 2 years I was going to meet him tonight. Ranjit returned home from his year-long international trip late evening yesterday and committed to meet me the next day itself. To be honest, we have been planning for this reunion for last 1 year or more during our frequent sex-chat sessions. Finally, we have decided to meet today....

He looks so pretty tied to the chair, passed out, naked and with a stiff cock courtesy of the viagra and roofie spiked protein shakes I've been feeding him for the last 48 hours. I'll finally let him come to now that I've gotten enough of what I need for his surprise. I roughly slap his cheeks a few times to speed up the process. With a low moan he opens those pretty green eyes first with confusion closely followed by shock and fear. It probably is scary waking up to the feel of the largest butt plug i coul...

Chapter 3
I had been out of prison for two and a half years. I still lived in my little trailer. When the weather was nice I rode my Harley; if it was crappy I had a well-used, but trustworthy Toyota 4Runner to get me where I needed to go. Al gave me more leeway, I only had to call in once a month, and I had to see him in person once every ninety days. I still had to get his clearance to leave Elko, but I never went anywhere, so that wasn't an issue....

The next morning, I woke up alone with a large grin on my face. I had so many thoughts going on, from having slightly sore muscles such as my triceps and abdominals due to the amount of fucking Cindy demanded from me, the fucking she got from me in front of her husband in the restaurant, and my curiosity if she managed to get Stevieboy to eat my cum from her pussy and lick it clean....

CHAPTER 2. THE SEED OF DESTRUCTION.
There was nothing particularly dark or ominous about that night, three weeks ago.
In fact, the morning had been lovely. One of those sweet golden mornings. We'd had a thousand of them over the years. I'd never thought of myself as someone that didn't appreciate that sort of thing until it's gone. Perhaps I was....

We were with friends in the apartment above ours. Several people were there. We'd gone on invitation from someone passing on the stairs earlier, spur of the moment.
"Sure. Come on up. It's only a small gathering, but sure you're welcome!"
We knew about the party from the music we'd heard downstairs....

Traffic was always lighter first thing in the morning. That's why Jon insisted they leave the house before six, something about a large percentage of people waking up already feeling anxious and rushed. Wendy barely heard him. She sat in silence behind her oversized sunglasses, the early sun hitting her face like an interrogation lamp. All she could do was replay the moment in Michael's office when his fingers had pushed inside her. The memory sent rivulets of shame coursing through her body, making her pre...

Tate had only driven about 30 minutes when the check engine light came on. He pulled over and listened for any suspicious sounds. None. He checked under the hood. He found nothing. He was disappointed. He was driving out of town to some hilly running trails as he did every Saturday morning. Rain or shine. In sickness and in health. It was his well earned respite from the busy workweek....

As we were being escorted to our table I couldn't help but smile, gazing down at my wife's swaying hips, firm athletic bum and long sexy legs. Her black clinging dress plunged down to the dimples in the small of her back revealing a finely inscribed dragon tattoo that ran the length of her spine. Grace, a 38 year old successful attorney, turned heads in every room she walked into....

You're breathing heavy. Your skin sticky as I can feel the ebb and flow of your chest rise. The soft curves I love so much draped over me. I move a wisp of untucked hair from your face and watch as your eyes remain closed, you bite your bottom lip and let out a barely discernible and deep "fuck" as you then press your teeth into my shoulder as you shutter and giggle with pleasure. You kiss me passionately and deeply taking a light nip at my bottom lip as you lift yourself away. Our embrace separated for the...

Desperation Payments
Chapter Two
Sarah was awakened by her body lurching rhythmically. She felt a thrusting pressure between her legs. She quickly shook the sleep out of her head to see John on top of her sawing his cock into her beneath the covers. She looked over at his arms propping him up for his thrusts and saw a tube of lube beneath one hand....

Before the divorce.
Hi, my name is Mrs Claire Stratton and we live in a small town in Southern England. Currently I am married to Mark Stratton but we have both felt that the marriage was a bit of a mistake. We had married at the age of eighteen and after ten years it has fizzled out dramatically. Lots of hard work and reducing sex drive. We both wanted to end it and divorce seems inevitable....

My Motorway Madness
Pt4 A new experience
"Same place, same time, different cock for you this time Charlotte," Paul's voice came at me from the speakerphone on my desk.
"Shit" I thought, and I looked up at my colleague Karen. Her face changed from a shocked expression to a knowing smile, as she said,...

I'm not a creep or a jerk. I'm an average guy. You just need a little background information to understand why I did what I did.
James was a coworker. I don't say friend. Right from the start, there was something off about him. He was friendly enough. We went out for beers after work one night, and he grabbed the tab, something he probably couldn't afford (I know how much the company pays us). He asked a lot of questions and seemed to listen to the answers. I suppose that was the source of his charm. And...

The Soundtrack of Secrets
You know those photos that go viral for no reason other than being beautiful? That was them.
A girl posted it on Twitter after The National's show at the O2. VIP box seats. Just two people, a man and a woman, maybe late 40s and 50s. They were lit by the stage glow, leaning in like they were the only two people in the arena. He had his arm around her waist. She was laughing into his shoulder. They looked... magnetic....