John and Jen enjoyed a sex life most would envy. Both in their late twenties at the time, they met while volunteering at a soup kitchen. John was preparing to take his licensing exam, and Jen had just started practicing as a therapist. It was lust at first sight. John was a stocky man with a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes sparkled brilliantly behind a pair of traditional glasses frames. Jen was slightly plump with th...

Amelia Angeli is a loving and caring mom. I'd always viewed her as a fellow parent, and never as an object of desire. However, my view of Amelia would soon be altered. By way of introduction, I'm half of a happily married couple. Jennah, my wife of fifteen years, was raised by her Catholic German mom and Muslim Indian dad, both of whom held traditional beliefs about sex. Jennah subscribed to their values and was still a v...

A sense of dread washed over Linda Webster. Tomorrow was Valentine's Day, the third anniversary of her husband's untimely death. The forty-four-year-old widow sat alone in her kitchen, waiting for her best friend, Kate Faucher, to pick her up. The duo had a reservation at Bill's Tavern, a popular pub in western New Hampshire. Kate arrived and they were off. Once seated by the hostess, Kate got down to business: "Sweety, t...

Joy closed her eyes as DeJohn's large fingers slowly touched her fleshy curves. She let out a quiet sigh and then a silent laugh. She could hear murmurs from the office Christmas party which was going on outside of the maintenance closet she was hiding in. Joy knew she could lose everything if this indiscretion were discovered. DeJohn's beautiful fingers graced her now faded c-scar. At twenty-two, he was the exact same ag...