Once a month, my charter boat company makes a run from the mainland to a small private island, home to Goddess Getaway, a women’s-only health and wellness retreat. We take the incoming cohort of about fifteen excited ladies along with that month’s shipment of supplies, and we bring back the departing group. I sign up for the run every month, and my coworkers think I’m crazy for it. It’s a long, boring journey. The ride ou...

I wasn’t surprised when Sandra invited me over for “dinner.” I’d spotted her and her friend on the treadmills looking my way while I was doing squats. They laughed and pretended they weren’t checking me out. I caught her eye a couple more times before she finally worked up the nerve to come over, blushing like a new bride. This happens all the time. You’d be shocked how many horny women are at the gym, and my shorts don’t...

Mary watched enviously as the characters in the rom-com finally fell into bed together. She hadn’t had sex for three months. Normally, she’d just find a guy on a hookup app, meet him for coffee to be sure he wasn’t a creep, and bring him home. But ever since her pregnancy started showing, guys had developed an alarming reluctance to touch her. They would say hi, notice her belly, get nervous, and make an excuse to leave....

Fidgeting with her keys, Kara hesitated at the front door of her girlfriend’s apartment. No, scratch that. Victoria always frowned when Kara said, “girlfriend.” She said the word was “used by the patriarchy to demean relationships between women.” But she also resisted any attempt to find a better term to define their relationship, so Kara found herself falling back on the word that most people understood. They’d met at a...

Kara’s heart pounded as she sat perfectly still in her seat, trying to ignore the vibrator rumbling insistently inside her. The art history lecture hall was dimly lit for a slideshow, but the other students sitting around her would definitely notice if she started squirming. She bit her lip and gripped her pen tighter. She’d given up on taking notes, but hoped that holding the pen made it less obvious the state she was in...

“Norm!” Rachel called as she knocked on the bathroom door again. “Hurry up!” “Occupied,” Norm replied calmly through the door. “Yes, that’s the problem!” She pinched the bridge of her nose and counted to ten. “I know it’s occupied, Norm. But we only have one toilet and I really have to fucking pee!” “Almost done,” he responded. She sighed, pulled her robe more tightly closed, and stomped off to the kitchen. Fucking Norm w...

“Syd, what the fuck am I gonna do?” Ezra groaned. “School’s almost out, and that meathead’s gonna kill me as soon as I step outside.” “Well, I’m not gonna say I told you so,” Sydney shrugged. “Tiff, you tell him.” “She warned you, dude.” Tiffany looked up from her phone. “She said if you put that photo in the yearbook, he’d kick your ass.” “I know, but how could I not? It was the perfect shot! The expression on Jack’s fac...

Stacy heaved a sigh, pushed back from the dining room table, and stretched. Strewn around her laptop were assorted reference books, sticky notes, and printouts with colorful highlights. She’d spent the last several minutes repeatedly reading the same sentence, unable to make any sense of it. It was ten o’clock, and time to admit she wouldn’t make any more useful progress on her senior project tonight. Moving to the living...

“Thanks for the ride, Tom,” Flora said as they pulled up in front of Lindsey’s house. “No problem,” he nodded. “Picking you up from tutoring is on my way home from work. And Flora, I really wish you would call me Dad.” “But you’re not my dad.” She grabbed her bag and opened the passenger door. “You’re my step-dad.” “Fine,” he frowned, annoyed as always, but not taking the bait. “There won’t be any boys at this sleepover,...

Bella’s heart pounded as she rang the doorbell at her best friend Stacy’s house. This was it. It was finally going to happen! She’d expected to be nervous, but more than anything, she felt anticipation. As Stacy’s dad approached, she quickly adjusted her skirt. He answered the door barefoot, wearing jeans and a concert T-shirt from ten years before she was born. As usual, she was struck by his good looks. He had a strong...

Jo moaned as she held the rumbling head of the vibrator to her clit. It was a hot afternoon, and she was lying on her back in the bedroom with her legs spread wide. Sunshine streamed in the open windows, along with a gentle breeze that danced over her bare skin. She could smell fresh-cut grass, the lingering scent of her body wash, and her arousal. Her husband Tom was away on business again. Her girls Stacy and Flora were...

“It’s half-price margarita night at Tito’s,” Sandra said, rummaging in her purse as she walked to the front door. “Are you coming?” “You know it!” Gabby smiled. “I just have to close up, and I’ll meet y’all there.” All the girls who worked at the clinic went out for drinks every Friday. It made up for the fact that the job was otherwise boring and repetitive, collecting fluid samples from annoying patients to be sent off...

“Hey, Lauren.” Brad grinned at her from across the snack table. “Did I ever tell you I know hypnosis?” He was prone to outrageous claims like this. Once, he’d spent weeks trying to convince her that he was descended from royalty. “I think I’d remember if you ever said something like that.” she winked playfully, pouring herself more eggnog. “See, I would have lost all respect for you, since hypnosis is bullshit.” Lauren ha...

“Stop moving!” The artist grumbled at us. I resisted the urge to squirm as my companion’s erection pressed into my thigh. We stood together, nude, bound together by a strip of gauzy fabric around our legs. Bright sunlight illuminated our pedestal in the middle of the studio. The artist peered at us from behind his easel, pallet in hand. Paintings that would have sold for more than my rent leaned carelessly against the wal...

“Jax, my man!” Gio looked up from assembling a pizza as I walked in the back door. “What are you doing here? I thought Omar was driving tonight?” “He asked me to cover his shift,” I replied. “Said he caught something from his roommate.” “Alright, well, I’ve got an order about ready to go.” He held up the receipt. “Looks like you’re heading to the Pearl district.” “Ugh, I hate parking over there,” I frowned. “Wait, what’s...