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My Co-Worker Who's Half My Age F***ed Me...and My Husband Approved!
My husband, Charles, and I sat at the dining room table, my fork spearing the salad in front of me. We had gone through the usual small talk and silence had ensued. Finally, I broke it. “Guess what? There’s a new temp worker at the office. It’s a he,” I added, grinning.
By Ted's Tales2 years ago in Filthy
What Is Polythene? A Complete Guide To All You Need To Know About It!
The commodity plastic that is most commonly used is polythene (PE). Its molecular chain configuration determines how many different forms it is available in. Because polythene is composed of multiple units of the same type of molecule—ethylene—it is categorized as a homopolymer. Tough and resistant to abrasion, polythene is a plastic that is easily formed through the use of injection and blow molding techniques. Plastic bags, water tanks, and bottles are the usual uses for it.
By Monoindustries2 years ago in Filthy
The Witch in the Wolf’s Den
She poured the vibrant black liquid into the pot, stirring slowly, letting her desires seep into its murky abyss. From her dark red lips hummed the incantation. It was in a language she did not truly know, yet, that was of no consequence. For what she now planned, intention coupled with recitation would suffice. Feelings of guilt attempted to creep into her heart. She knew this was wrong, that this betrayal would poison any chance of reconciliation with her sister. She did not care. If a monster were what she was made out to be, then, a monster she would become. The bubbling concoction belched a mist of sparkling violet. Satisfied that her secret weapon was now complete, the only thing left was to lure her quarry to the trap.
By T.D. Chronicler2 years ago in Filthy
Save Room For Dessert...If You Want Seconds
We lie in bed in each other’s arms, and he drops another bombshell on me... Neal tells me he loves me, always has. He has thought of me often over the years but never knew I felt the same. So, he eventually moved on. Once he knew I loved him at one point, he hoped I still did. This is music to my ears, to my heart, to my soul. The man of my dreams is professing his love for me. Trust, it’s not lost on me that Neal might be acting on feelings of loneliness and not of actual love. But in this moment, who cares. In this moment, at this time, this man was mine…
By LiciaEmber2 years ago in Filthy
Lifting. Part 3. Content Warning.
Once again, throwing herself over his shoulders, Joane wrapped her arms around him, burying her head past his by tucking her chin upon his shoulder. She could’ve wet herself out of sheer embarrassment in that very moment. Keeping her knees clenched together, she sat right between Lucian’s legs. His arms laid resting on the pilot chair, not knowing whether or not to embrace her.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Filthy
Save Room For Dessert.... Top Story - November 2023. Content Warning.
Save Room For Dessert Thanksgiving dinner and party by the lake. Well technically not Thanksgiving, yet. My friend group of 7 has known each other since college, and we celebrate “Friendsgiving” every year. Michelle, Daniel, Calvin, Rayven, Neal, Bethany, and me: Hazel. My parents have a nice sized cabin they happily let me use every year because my friends and I offer to pay for professional cleaning after we leave and before my relatives arrive the following week. It’s usually a 3-day weekend. We have dinner catered on Friday night, host a “big” party of about 30/40 of extended friends and significant others the night after, and do a Sunday brunch. Monday turns it into a 4-day weekend when we need an extra day to relax and/or sober up.
By LiciaEmber2 years ago in Filthy
When in London
We were wet. From the rain, from sweating profusely on our 10 mile hike on the outskirts of London. Every inch of our clothes stained darker from the unforgivable downpour we had found ourselves in. It was our sixth date, and it was going incredibly well. Samuel was one of those people, you just feel comfortable around. When he simply smiled at me, I swear everyone could see I was glowing.
By Amelia Carter 2 years ago in Filthy










