Shared wife Stories

Emily felt the need to fight against her raging libido. A libido that had been set free last night, and that had been so all-consuming and erotic that it scared her. She wanted Ken to reel her in before bad things happened. Instead, he’d set her loose to do anything she wanted. The temptation toward what she had considered the dark side gained all the power when he did that. She accepted his answer without argument. He wa...

Week 3 Sofia I spent most of the rest of the day thinking about Sofia. It sounded like she was a willing participant, but I wondered if Owen was pressuring her. There was no doubt that I found the leggy blonde very attractive, but I wasn’t going to take advantage of her. If she was a willing temp wife, then I would be a very willing temp husband. I would also be perfectly content with just hanging out with her for a week....

I sat in my office, at my desk, going through the motions like I have for the last three years. I’m stuck in a morass of grief and loss. I’m no longer alive, I’m only existing. I continue though because people depend on me, people that I consider dear friends. Friends that have kept me functioning, if barely, since I lost her. Left to my own devices, I don’t know that I would still be here at all. Three years ago, my wife...

Saturday had arrived. My wife Meg and our neighbour Lisa were out for drinks. Our kids were away, and Lisa’s boyfriend Rick and I sat at either end of a long couch, chilling out with a beer and watching the game. The game was close - between my home team and their nemesis. It was the final quarter, and my team was down. It was a close game that had pulled us in. I heard a key in the front door. My wife Meg had arrived hom...

We found seats on stools at a high table in the lounge and looked around to take in the crowd. It was the usual mix of hotel guests and a few locals. The male guests were obvious as they scanned the room looking for prey while the couple of female guests that were there were just trying to enjoy their drinks without getting harassed. What I supposed were the locals appeared to all be couples just out for a drink. But one...

It had been about six months since Rick moved in next door with his 8-year-old son. I’m Phil and had been in the neighbourhood for about five years. We’d hit it off well from our first meeting when I pulled up to chat as I finished my run and saw him working in his garden. We were both just over six feet tall and fit for our ages. Rick was more muscular, and I was lean. Both of us regularly worked out and ran. Following h...