Commission The tall, iron gates started to open before I came to a full stop. There were no security guards, only a series of high-definition cameras tucked into stone pillars. I eased through and followed the driveway as it curved into the trees. The road climbed, then straightened, and a house finally came into view. Jonathan stood at the end of the drive with his hands in his jacket pockets, waiting. He gave a small no...

Scott moved through the grocery store aisles, his pace steady and unhurried. He casually observed the people around him. The other shoppers cleared a path without making direct eye contact. He let them pass, pausing occasionally to track the exposed curve of a strangers neck or to listen to the rhythmic thump of their pulse. "Scott?" He turned. There, standing in front of him, was a face he had not seen in years. "Jordan?...

Ava stood on the front porch with her hand hovering inches from the doorbell. Next to her, Lily shifted anxiously from one foot to the other. A few feet behind them, Jason leaned against the railing, checking his phone and trying to look indifferent. She paused for a moment, her thoughts drifting back a few months. Ava had been tired of the dating scene. What wore her down was the routine of meeting someone new, sitting t...

The crack of the snare drum hit Jake square in the chest. It cut through the low roar of the crowd and snapped him out of his thoughts. The lights came alive as the band launched into the opening song with the kind of precision that only came from years on the road. Jake exhaled slowly and let his shoulders drop. He stood in the pit by himself, letting the noise fill the space where expectation had been. This trip had alw...

I walked into the house to find Mary exactly where I requested. She was sitting on the couch. She wore a silk robe and had a blindfold covering her eyes. The air in the room felt heavy. I guided my companion through the maze of furniture until she stood directly in front of my wife. “Happy birthday, babe.” Mary scrunched her face slightly. It was clear she could smell another woman’s perfume. “What’s happening right now?”...

Melina loaded the washing machine with a dark load, added some detergent, and pressed ‘Start’. Silence. Nothing, except for a flashing cryptic error message on the display in the upper corner. ‘Well, fuck. I wonder if the apartment complex maintenance crew works on weekends.’ Melina mumbled to herself. After a little digging, she found the phone number. Fortunately, living in a large "luxury" apartment complex paid off, a...

Susan slumped back against the couch, her chest heaving, her skin flushed and glistening. She let out a soft, breathless laugh, wiping my cum off her cheek with her fingers, before licking them clean. After a marathon sex session with three of the most beautiful women I’ve ever met, Susan took me deep in her throat - something she recently mastered, thanks to some hands-on lessons from Colleen - and then begged me for a f...

It was a Tuesday evening and the late-October sky was quickly turning dark. I was leaving work when my phone buzzed. Christina: I’m feeling... frisky. Coffee? I looked down and laughed. I quickly responded, asking for an address. I then let her know that I was on my way. Twenty minutes later, I walked into a quaint independent coffee shop tucked between a bookstore and a wine bar. I went to the counter and ordered a latte...

Kathryn and I had been married for five months. This was our first Christmas together. My previous wife passed away unexpectedly a decade ago. After several years of mourning, I decided I should start dating. A mutual friend introduced me to Kathryn. Despite living three hours away, we agreed to meet. The chemistry was off the charts. Things moved fast. We were married four months later. Kathryn’s job required significant...

It was Saturday afternoon. Ryan sat alone in the quiet of his living room, scrolling through emails on his phone, desperately trying to distract himself. The past seven days should have been uneventful. Sarah was visiting her parents. That normally meant a break from their usual routines, quiet evenings, and a little extra sleep. Instead, the week had ricocheted between temptation, confusion, and back again. He exhaled sl...

It was Thursday evening, and Ryan was restless. After Sunday, he thought the momentum would carry straight through the week. He envisioned text messages laced with innuendo and another wild night or two with Emily while Sarah was away. Instead, there’d been almost nothing. A few texts early in the week, a flicker of flirtation, and then silence. At first, he told himself it was fine. This was heavy, and they were still fi...

Ryan lay in bed, tangled in the sheets. Most Sunday mornings didn’t allow for this kind of laziness, but Sarah was out of town helping her parents for a week, and he was taking full advantage of the situation. He was so relaxed that he’d almost forgotten everything that transpired over the past week. He let his eyes drift shut again, sinking deeper into the pillow. A soft cough cut through the stillness. His eyes cracked...

The door clicked shut, and the house fell silent; the faint scent of Emily’s perfume lingered in the air. After what felt like an eternity, Ryan reached across the table. He closed the laptop and exhaled. He forced himself off the couch, trying to reclaim some sense of normalcy. It didn’t work. The shirt she’d used to wipe herself clean lay crumpled on the floor, cum stains already evident on the dark cotton. Not far away...

It was a quiet Friday evening. Ryan thought he had the house to himself. His wife, Sarah, was away for the weekend with some friends from college. Wine tastings, a yoga workshop, and three days of girl time. He hadn’t expected another living soul until Sunday evening, which is why he was sprawled across the couch, clothes discarded on the floor, laptop on the edge of the coffee table. Sarah had left earlier that day, her...