Wednesday Fanfic Novels & Stories

He threw a banquet to celebrate. Mark and Sharon showed up at the banquet. Sharon's face was covered with thick makeup, but it could not hide the sadness in her eyes. I heard she was not doing well in her marriage as Mark always worked overtime at the office and was never home. Since Sharon had married Mark as a secretary, the other secretaries under Mark tried to dress up, hoping they could catch Mark's attention one day. Sharon was furious but could not anger Mark, so she was stuck in her frustration.

"Can we get out of here now?" Wes nodded, pulling his keys out. "Whatever you want." I headed to the passenger side, opening the door when Wes stopped me. "Fia?" I turned to look at him, a questioning look on my face. "For the record, your the best friend and best fake-girlfriend anyone could wish for." - Later that evening, I was sitting in the kitchen attempting to write my speech for the wedding but I was making zero progress. Stefan had taken Wes out to some local pub, saying they were going to have a boys night to watch the game.

If not, he still has Wednesdays with Rhonda. True to her word, Sharon becomes the sexually willing wife Tim has always dreamed about, crawling into bed naked and ready every night of the week. Tim is hesitant to change anything in their routine but is constantly thinking about doing more, including eating his wife's pussy. After their fourth night of enthusiastic, missionary position fucking, Sharon surprises Tim by changing the routine.

Chapter Six: Busted For the next 14 months, each week was a repeat of that glorious week. Monday and Tuesday nights, and Wednesday morning, I had sex with Keven. Wednesday and Thursday nights, and Friday morning, I spent with Bryan. The weekends I would spend with my husband. Other than when I was on my cycle, I never refused any of my three lovers.

I had other important things to do, so I went back to the bedroom to do what I needed to do. The following morning, I left the house quickly. Though she woke up early to make breakfast, I didn't bother to have some before leaving since I had plans of having something once I got to the office. SABASTIAN POV It's another weekend again, and I'm not really happy about that. I honestly don't like weekends, because I don't get to spend the entire day with Felisha because of her friends. Felisha always likes spending her weekends with her friends, and that makes me always miss her drawing the weekends.

Three Weeks Later I paced around my room as my phone buzzed and beeped in my hand. The alarm that used to excite me, now marked the start of what I knew was going to be another shitty day. I snatched my backpack off the table before storming out of my room. I froze when I saw Scarlett standing in front of the front door. My hand tightened on the strap over my shoulder, and I clenched my jaw as I walked down the stairs. I hadn’t seen Scarlett in three weeks, not since she had told me to go to hell. Neither her anger nor dating Vanessa now, did anything to curb how I felt about her.

intense. Alex: And? Ethan: Almost something. Pulled back. But Wednesday... walk again. Deeper. Mia: Careful. Jordan: Eyes open. Ethan stared at the sky. Cliffhanger sharp: Wednesday. Another walk. No half-truths. Everything on the table. Sweat-slicked tension from the gym lingered on his skin. Heart racing toward collision.

he asks while trying to catch his breath. "I didn't screw up the whole mission," I exclaim, exasperated. "Okay, maybe I messed up a bit." "Newman, you set the place on fire while that bastard Monroe escaped... If that's not screwing up the mission, I don't know what is," Adam mocks. I grit my teeth. Enough is enough. "I'm going to set your pants on fire if you don't stop bothering me and get out of here," I threaten. Adam grimaces; he knows I'm capable of doing it. "I wish you would set my pants on fire, but not like that," he jokes in a low voice.

Adrian POV Since it was Sunday, I decided to visit Jessica's apartment, hoping to meet and talk with her. I quickly got ready, grabbed my car keys, and headed out. As I passed Sarah's room, I heard her voice: "Of course, I love you. My marriage with Adrian won't affect our relationship. We can still spend time together like we did yesterday. Let me know the place and time; I'll be there," she said. It didn't take much effort to guess she was talking to her lover on the phone.

Sparkly hoyboy: Is he bouncing on the bed or is he bouncing on you?;) Grumpy Sexy: Next time I see you, I will throw you inside of a trashcan. Sparkly hotboy: I'm hurt! Grumpy Sexy: No one cares DarthVader: TOMORROW! WE'RE GONNA GO TO ALDERTREE'S HOUSE AND WE'RE GONNA HAVE THE TRIPLE DATE AFTER. I'M SO EXCITED. WE'LL HAVE MY DREAM TRIPLE DATE AND I'LL BE A DETECTIVE TOMORROW. YASS!