Sitting before his lawyer and mine, I was just a signature away from confirming our divorce. I’ve trusted, respected and loved my husband for the past nine years. He was the man who smiled every time …
Category: Fiction
Ping, ping. Hey you. Gr8 meeting 2day. Wish we coulda gone on to somewhere less noisy. Thinking of ur lips, kiss. Shouldn’t have said lips. Makn me hard just thinking bout u. Aching for u. Loved …
Anne stood staring at the view from she and her husband’s room, with a contented smile on her face. It had been a good year. Apparently married life agreed with her much more than she had …
Dinner was quiet and uncomfortable that night. If it weren’t for the random fits of laughter the twins erupted in. Kodjo set the last two steaks on the table and speared the thickest one and watched …
Diane held Dijah in a soft embrace and rocked her gently. Her daughter’s contented sigh reminded her of the day she had come from school in tears after being taunted on the playground. All she had …
If only there was an algorithm for enjoying the benefits of privilege. It wasn’t that Diane was ungrateful for the wealth and comfort married life to Kodjo had brought her these last 20 years – it …
The scent of bacon grease hung in the air. Diane cracked her eyes open and looked to her right. Kodjo’s side of the bed was unrumpled. Either he had gotten up and folded his sheets over …
Diane’s jaw was beginning to fatigue. She had been sucking on Kodjo’s cock for 15 minutes with no progress. He was still as limp as the plate of overcooked asparagus she’d served him that evening. How …
Hi gang! What is up with everyone on this fine, fine day? The air seems cleaner, it’s bright and warm and everyone smiles when you meet their eyes on the street. Is it summer? No. …
Mwenda was straddled on top of Qata, topless; plaits tousled, white cotton sheets on the rustic bed, crinkled. Her dainty hands were wrapped around his strong neck. He was looking up at her with a bemused …