The weekend came faster than expected. Inside Rose’s luxurious bedroom—its dim lighting casting golden glows on silk sheets and polished wood—soft, wet slurps echoed through the warm air. All three of them were naked. Rose knelt between Heath and Ray, her long hair cascading down her bare back as she tilted her head forward, lips wrapped tightly around Heath’s thick shaft. Her cheeks hollowed with each deep suck, tongue s...

The party pulsed with life, a chaotic symphony of laughter, clinking glasses, and thumping bass that vibrated through the sprawling mansion. Heath wove through the crowd, the air thick with the scent of perfume and spilled liquor, his mind drifting as he aimed for his group of friends. Then, a collision—his shoulder bumped into someone, a soft gasp breaking through the noise. He turned, and there she was: Rose, his ex-wif...

Let me start at the beginning. After nearly five years of marriage, I discovered my wife was cheating. We split up, her boyfriend moved in and we divorced. You would think that would be the end of the story, but it actually heated up from there. Our families freaked out, my ex's mom and sisters mourned our split and I had to lick my wounds and move on. And I did. We had no kids, we split our assets and I focused on my car...

If you remember from Chapter 1, I had been dating a lovely lady by the name of Melanie.  This was an on again/off again relationship, but we always managed to have a lot of fun together.  One night, while driving back from a concert at U.T. (University of Texas, Austin), I answered my cell phone and it was my ex-wife on the phone.  I was shocked when she asked, “Would you like to get together, as in a date?” I told her I’...

I can't stand my Ex, let's be clear about that. She's my Ex for a reason. She's bat-shit crazy for starters. Now I know that's been said about every single ex but in this case, it's absolutely true. Example; I work for a consulting firm, and in our office is about two dozen people ranging from analysts like myself to clerks and interns. Kathleen calls me at lunch one day and while we are talking, an intern walks over and...

Over the next few days both my time and Jan’s was taken up with other responsibilities and we had no time to catch up. As always the last fuck played out permanently in my mind and I couldn’t wait to coerce her into new situations. Towards the end of the week I texted Jan saying I wanted to fuck her tomorrow, Friday evening. She replied saying that unfortunately she was seeing her partner tomorrow. I asked if he was stayi...

Although Ken had never introduced her to his ex-wife nor even discussed her very much at all, his wife knew a great deal about Sonya. In fact, Caitlin knew much more about her husband’s ex than she really should have done. In a sense, Ken was as much to blame as Caitlin’s curiosity and jealousy. He was the one with the woeful understanding of data security. Had it never crossed his mind that his wife of two years’ marriag...

Like many divorced people I don't have much time for my ex; our divorce was unpleasant, long, expensive; her acrimoniousness attitude and real desire to cripple me financially seemed to be her primary motivation despite the fact that we had kids to deal with, college to plan for and, like most middle class people, not enough money. The divorce took several years and was final a few years ago but we still have no relations...

My ex-wife is a total train wreck waiting for a place to happen. Tori was a week away from turning seventeen when I met her and I was nearly six years older. She was a perfect natural beauty. We dated for a nearly a year before I asked her to marry me. Sadly, our marriage lasted only four years but rewarded us with two great children. It turned out that she was not as ready to settle down and I was. The funniest thing abo...

The weekend was longer for Don than any other before. He moped around the cabin, hurt by the angry words his sister had said to him. Monday morning he rode into work and did his normal duties with a heavy heart. Afterward, he wandered into the bar to find Jason sitting at their normal table, with a pitcher of beer, two full glasses, two full shot glasses, and the sampler plate waiting. “I figured you’d be ready for a cold...