The adrenaline burnt Matt’s tongue even before he had registered the scene, his fingers unconsciously gripping the steering wheel tighter, his breathing suddenly shallow. He knew the school Phoebe worked at was along that road, and he knew there was a chance he would see her, but he never thought it would actually happen. But there she was. He could tell she hadn’t seen him as he glanced in his rear view mirror - and neit...

‘Mel! Do you know where my blue tie is?’ Mel rolled her eyes. Why was it always her job to know where his things were?She ran her fingertips over her vagina, making sure she was smooth. Deciding that she felt suitably velvety she picked up her underwear from the bed, stepping into the pale pink, lacy thong. She fastened the clasp on the matching bra, adjusting her heavy breasts in the cups. Sometimes she missed her perky,...

When the text alert sounded Zack glanced up from the chopping board, wiping his hands on a tea towel, staining the white material with combined tomato and red pepper. He walked to the table and picked up his phone. Mel: Hope you enjoyed today. He nodded to himself. Texts from her were rare and usually meant she had some time to herself after the kids were in bed and her husband was either working late, in his office at ho...

The affair had started several weeks ago. In fact Zack had seen Mel before, crossing the road with her two kids, but it wasn’t until he was parked in the small resident’s car park on her secluded estate that he realised the woman he had objectified to himself lived there. She’d caught his eye because she was the quintessential MILF - pretty, curvy, big tits clamped down in a hefty bra, tight T-shirt and jeans which compli...

‘Have you booked the hotel rooms?’ ‘Yes, I did it this morning.’ Martin narrowed his eyes at his colleague. ‘What?’ the pretty blonde said in mock annoyance. Despite her 42 years, Kat looked ten years younger, slim, toned from regular running and gym sessions. ‘Just because I’m blonde doesn’t mean I’m thick.’ A murmur of dissent at her statement rippled good-naturedly around the office, causing Martin to smirk. Kat rolled...

The scent of wild garlic hung in the air, the delicate white flowers, mixed with blue bells, lining the narrow country lane. All around birds sang, and the only evidence of people were the gentle taps of Darcy’s shoes. The countryside was always quiet, but early mornings held a sense of serenity like no other time of day. She squinted into the low sun and a smile creased her pretty face - she felt optimistic, that feeling...

Despite expecting the call, the sound of his phone ringing still made him jump. Her name on his screen gave him equal pleasure and anxiety, knowing that any of these calls could be the one where she told him that she couldn’t do this anymore. That the ocean which separated them was too wide, that the stolen phone calls were no longer enough for her. Or that her husband had changed and she was staying with him. Pushing his...

‘Okay, I think we’re done,’ Caitlin said, pressing the stop button on her treadmill and looking over at her friend. Sara was already leaning on the control panel of her machine, her feet on the sides letting the track run between her legs. Caitlin laughed. ‘Or do you want to do another five minutes?’ Sara shook her head, still breathing hard. ‘Note to self,’ she said. ‘Do not hit the gym the morning after your husband say...

Mark knew he’d messed up the moment his wheels hit bottom of the skate bowl. He’d known it as soon as he dropped in, but he was committed. The feeling of weightlessness he experienced at the top of his arc was his favourite part of skateboarding, but this time wasn’t going to be like that. Time seemed to slow as he looked down, seeing his board poised on its tail. It was taking too long to tip over, and Mark knew this was...

‘Excuse me, sir. Sir, could I just get past please?’ Amy sighed inwardly but kept her smile plastered on her face. ‘Sir?’ ‘Dave move. That bird wants to get past.’ The woman reached out and shoved her husband who tutted. ‘Don’t fucking tut at me,’ she snapped. ‘You’re the one standing in the way.’ ‘Fuck off, Julie. If she wants to get by she should say excuse me.’ ‘She did.’ ‘Well, I didn’t fucking hear her. You’re really...

‘What’s this?’ Hannah asked. ‘It’s a vibrator,’ Peter replied matter-of-factly. The pretty brunette rolled her eyes. ‘I can see it’s a vibrator. What I’m saying is, why have you bought it for me? I have a vibrator. You know I have a vibrator - you used it on me last night.’ She smiled at the memory of the previous evening’s back-arching orgasm. ‘Ah,’ her boyfriend said, raising his index finger. ‘But this is a remote cont...

They never made it to their dinner reservation. Brad had headed upstairs to the bathroom while Kate took a few minutes to process the information he had given her and how that affected the events of the afternoon. On the one hand, it turned out that her husband had not in fact been having an affair with his employee. His lack of attention over the last year had been due to him overseeing the construction of their perfect...

Kate Adams took a breath and dropped the towel wrapped around her body. She pushed her wet, shoulder-length brown hair from her face and stared at her reflection in the full-length mirror. These examinations of herself had become a daily routine over the last twelve months - perhaps not twelve months, but certainly since her fortieth birthday. She tilted her head, forcing her eyes to work their way down her body - her fac...

As Jenna reached the top of the stairs, she caught a movement through the window in front of her. She stopped, peering out across the grassy yard at the back of the house she shared with her best friend. She looked, unsure of what she was looking at. But then as she stared at the window of the house across from her she could see a head and shoulders. ‘Hey, Molly?’ she called towards the bedroom door to her right. ‘I think...

Lauren looked around the cosy living room, the warmth from the open fire making her feel a little drowsy. Outside the wind and rain lashed the windows and she shivered at the thought of walking through the winter evening to her car. To her left the door opened and Peter walked in carrying a box file. ‘This is the last one,’ he said, placing it on the table. ‘Don’t worry, it’s not full.’ They had been working together on h...