Loving wives Stories

You could have heard a pin drop as he stepped through the church hall doorway. One moment there was the almost deafening sounds of the hustle and bustle of the busy parish summer bring and buy sale and the next moment complete silence. People stopped in their tracks and turned and stared at him; it was almost as if Old Nick himself had entered the room, desecrating holy ground. But it wasn’t him. Jack Hardy was no devil....

Harry put down his slice of buttered toast and quickly turned around at the sound of high heeled shoes on the kitchen floor. It was Sioned. His jaw dropped as he saw her. She was wearing a short red silk dressing gown that matched the colour of her shoes, and also barely covered the tops of her black stockings. “You don’t mind if I take the day off do you, darling?” she asked. He shook his head. “N... no,” he replied. “Is...

 It's a beautifully warm and sunny day as I walk up your short driveway with a small, paper bag of tomato seeds in my hand. I can see that you and your husband are both home by the cars parked in the shade. Your husband is inside, watching the pregame, judging by the sounds emanating quietly from the open living room windows. In the back, your weeding makes enough noise that you didn't hear my feet crunching the fine grav...

The Party Now, I'm at this party, right? It’s a company function. It's not quite a high society social event, but there is some money here. There are a few mid to upper level execs, and the part owner of the company, who's the host of this shindig. The rest of us are just tail waggers, putting in an appearance to let the higher ups know we're all part of the team. The party is 95% couples, and a few singles (all men). I a...