A few weeks had passed since Dan had dropped Kelly off near her house. He’d thought about her, not every day but often enough. It would be an overstatement to say that he was enamored. He had no desire for a relationship in general, and certainly not with...
The next Friday, Dan left the office early. He had to get to the dry cleaners before they closed to retrieve his tuxedo. He was attending a charity event being held at the Chicago Cultural Center and was supposed to meet some co-workers and clients there....
“Mhhh, yeah, yeah, harder! Oh God oh God fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!” Grace screamed through her climax as she came on Andy’s cock. Andy pumped into Grace’s married pussy twice more before burying his cock inside her and releasing rope after rope of his see...
Grace had always been undeniably faithful to the men in her life. Throughout most of high school, she dated a sweet guy named Antonio. Antonio wasn’t the best-looking or most athletic guy in the school, but he was Grace’s first love, and she showed that l...
These are the stories of Kelly MacGuire. She was in her mid-thirties when Dan met her, had been married four years, and had one child, Evelyn, two years into the marriage. She used to work as a consultant to the computer industry for the Chicago office of...
The clock on the living room wall read 12:47, its steady, repetitive tick-tock the only indicator of time passing. Grace stared at the notification on the screen, her breath taken away. How could she have let it come this far? How could she have let it co...
At 5:26 am, Grace realized she just wasn’t going to get back to sleep. All night long she’d been tossing and turning, and could never find a good, restful sleep. The previous day she’d been using the “Hot Datez” app to surf guys’ profiles. It was complete...
Light cracked through the bedroom curtain as Grace slowly awoke. She smiled, feeling happier than she had woken up feeling in ages. She hadn’t cum in months, and yesterday she brought herself to two intense orgasms in one day. Her fond memories of the pre...
“It’s got to be in here somewhere,” Grace muttered to herself as she tore through the back of her walk-in closet on the warm Monday morning. It couldn’t have been that long since she wore it last. Though as she flipped through hanger after hanger, she sta...
Wedding time. Not Dan's, of course, but that of Marc Chapman's sister, Belinda. Dan and Marc had gone to college together, and he had gotten to know the Chapman family well during the summer months. Though Dan and Marc did not know each other in high scho...
Dan sat at a broad, round table a few steps from the lobby bar, a vodka-and-soda set before him. Perspiration beaded the sides of the tumbler and soaked the napkin beneath it. The ice was almost melted, yet the glass was full. Next to it was Dan's iPhone,...
The incessant ringing of his iPhone pulled Dan from a restless slumber. Eyes still closed, warding off the light that filtered through the shades, he clumsily felt around the bedside table until his fingers closed around the device. "What?" he managed to...
The engine ticked lightly, rhythmically, having only recently completed a twenty-mile journey. Rain dripped from the frame of the car, from the edges of its bumpers. The windows were blurred, save for the two arches where the wipers had recently swept dro...
Dan spent last weekend up at his parents' house in the suburbs. It was one of those dead weekends. Many of his friends were out of town, working, or too tired to go out. On Friday before he left, he called Steve Morgan's cell phone again in one last-ditch...
One Saturday afternoon in September 2021, Dan was lying on his couch watching college football when his phone rang. He checked the caller ID; Scott, a friend of his from work was on the other end, and he hit the button to answer the phone. “Yo.” “What’s u...
