Kayla’s dorm smelled like lavender air freshener and leftover microwave popcorn. The curtains were drawn even though it was only six in the evening, the glow from a laptop casting blue light over the rumpled twin bed. Adrian pushed into her slowly, trying to find rhythm against the too-thin mattress. She stared at the ceiling, one arm bent lazily over her head, nails chipped pink. “Ugh—wait,” she muttered, frowning. “That...

Stephanie Reeves had just turned thirty-seven, though most people guessed her a few years younger. She still wore her long chestnut hair down past her shoulders, a style her students often complimented, and her figure remained enviable despite two teenage sons. She wasn’t slim like the girls who filled her orchestra room, but she carried her curves with grace — full hips, a soft middle that gave way to a generous bust, an...

Evan didn’t even wait a full second before volunteering. When the office manager announced at the end of the day Friday that someone needed to drop a client gift at Mike Carlson’s house over the weekend, his hand shot up before he could stop himself. A boxed bottle of bourbon, meant to impress an important investor Monday morning, had to be delivered so it was there when Mike returned from his trip. Most of the guys groan...

Amanda was standing at the kitchen counter on a lazy Saturday, still in her robe, pouring coffee into a ceramic mug when her phone buzzed on the granite beside her. DARIUS: I think you’re gonna like this. Thought of you the whole time I read it. [link: VibeCheck magazine interview with King LUX] Her brow lifted as she clicked the link. King LUX: MILFs, Mic Drops, And No Apologies. The headline sat above a moody black-and-...

Brooke hadn’t meant to lose herself in the movie. She had curled up on the couch after lunch, a glass of iced tea within reach, and let the quiet Saturday afternoon drift past while a romantic drama flickered on the TV. By the time the credits rolled, her heart still warm from the sweeping love story, she glanced at the clock and jolted upright. Almost pickup time. “Victoria,” she murmured, smiling to herself as she slid...

The motel room smelled faintly of bleach and stale air conditioning, but Alexis barely noticed. Her bare back arched off the sunken mattress as her latest hookup—a fit, dark-haired man in his mid-thirties—thrust into her with rhythmic force, his abs flexing with every motion. “God,” he groaned in her ear, gripping her hips tightly. “You are… unreal. I’ve never been with anyone as beautiful as you.” Flattery like that didn...

"You've gotta be kidding me," Sarah murmured, her Southern drawl thick with disbelief as she stared at the lifeless four-wheeler before her. The unforgiving sun of Namibia bore down on her, the heat a stark contrast to the cold sweat that had formed on her brow. Her heart thudded in her chest like the beat of a drum, a rhythm that matched the sizzling dance of fear and excitement that was about to unfold in this wild, unt...

It had been three months since Las Vegas, and yet the memory hadn’t faded; it had settled—like warm light in a room they never used to visit—making everything else look a shade brighter. Ted and Susan’s routines still existed (pickups, lunches, laundry, bills), but now their marriage carried a pulse. They touched more in the kitchen. They laughed more in bed. They didn’t look away from hard conversations. Lamar didn’t flo...

Vanessa Hudson was an attractive 39-year-old high school English teacher known for her commitment to student success, especially the athletes, whom she offered after-school tutoring to in order to keep them eligible to play sports. She was feeling melancholy about her age following her recent birthday, despite her loving husband’s reassurances of her beauty. During tutoring sessions, Vanessa kept her attraction to some of...

It was just after 1:30 p.m. on a warm spring Friday—minimum day at the high school—and Rachel pulled into Damon’s driveway for their first weekday afternoon tryst. Nearly a week had passed since their all-day hotel rendezvous, when Brad had believed she was attending a work-related professional development workshop. That memory still stirred Rachel’s pulse, but today’s meeting had a different, more immediate energy. The t...

Amanda stood in the driveway, arms folded against the early morning chill, watching as Steve tightened the last strap on the rooftop cargo rack. Their boys—still half-asleep—climbed into the back of Steve’s SUV, dragging backpacks stuffed with fishing gear and snacks. “Five days,” Steve grinned, stepping back and wiping his hands on his jeans. “We’re going to eat like kings, freeze our asses off, and probably not shower o...

Lauren's slender fingers traced the bubbles that danced on the surface of her warm bathwater, her thoughts drifting to the week of passion she had planned with Chad during her spring break from her job as a Kindergarten teacher, but his last-minute business trip had left her feeling more than a little desolate. Her two young kids were away for the entire week with their father, Lauren’s ex-husband, and now she would be al...

Susan and Ted had been married twelve years, with two young kids and a comfortable life in Southern California. But lately, comfort had turned into routine. Their sex life had grown quiet—almost rare—and Ted had started to worry. Between her work as a high school Honors English teacher and his job as an accountant, then their young children’s schooling and soccer, there was little time—or energy—for much else. He noticed...

Michelle stepped out of her air-conditioned car into the sweltering morning heat, the sun already baking the pavement outside the sprawling new apartment complex her firm was building. The crisp modern architecture, accented with Spanish tile roofs and bold vertical banners reading “NOW LEASING,” rose above her—a proud signal of the project’s nearing completion. She smoothed the front of her fitted blouse and took a deep...

It had been a month since Amanda first wrapped her arms around Darius on the back of his roaring Harley. A month since her pink satin pajamas hit the bedroom floor and she let another man—not her husband—fill her in every sense of the word. She hadn’t been the same since. Steve had returned from Colorado two weeks ago, full of stories about the new office build, sunburnt from his fishing side-trip with clients, and tired....