Stories by Rusty65

When I woke up the next morning I looked around confused and disoriented. I was in the guest bedroom by myself. I lay still. The events of the previous day quickly came back to me. I was in the guest bedroom because my wife, Becky was in the master bedroom with her new black lover, Jerome. I...

My hands were full. I was carrying my wife's tiny bathing suit, her new boyfriend's swim trunks, tee shirt, wallet and car keys, my shorts and the basket I'd used to carry food and drinks over to Cheryl's house. Our front door was unlocked, so I was able to hang on to everything and get it...

We went out our front door, walked across to Cheryl's front door and rang the bell. A moment later the door opened. It was Tiffany. She was wearing a bathing suit that was every bit as minuscule and revealing as Cheryl's and Becky's. Tiffany said, “Hi Becky and Danny. We met last weekend, but...

As I was leaving school the next day I received a text from Becky saying that she had a hair appointment and would be home around 6:00. That made me smile. My wife was eagerly preparing to meet Jerome. On my way home I stopped at the grocery store and purchased the ingredients for a tuna...

Sweet Water Valley was a moderately priced housing development several miles north of Tucson, Arizona. My wife and I had lived there for just over two years. We were both school teachers. Becky taught high school English. I was a third grade teacher. I was 31. Becky was 30. An older couple...