She adjusted the volume on an iPod linked to the TV and soft music filled the room, the haunting strains of a slide guitar echoed across the divide between them. She approached him, her hands by her side. “I don't even know..." The words died on his lips as they were hushed by a single finger pressing against them. "No names," she said. "I saw you in the bar watching me, wanting me. Don't tell me you've never fantasised a...

Not far from my home is my favorite hideaway. It's situated in the most perfect little bookstore run by an eccentric old lady, who’s always telling tales of her wild, crazy days. She always puts a smile on my face and she makes the most delicious earthy black coffee, which almost curls the tongue. I'm sitting in an old high-backed armchair in a little nook in the rear of the store. I’ve kicked off my shoes, curled up my l...

I awoke with a start. Rolling over to check the clock, I saw that it was only four in the morning. Soft, steady breathing from beside me told me I had company but I wasn’t sure who it actually was. There had been two women in the room with me when I dozed off and it was too dark to see clearly which one was still there. For a while, I lay there trying to lull myself back to sleep. For reasons I was not entirely sure of, t...

You get home at around seven in the evening after another hard day at work. Your wife Emma has prepared your diner but is sat on an armchair sobbing; she has her face in her hands, unaware you have arrived home. You quietly walk over to her and with a hand on her shoulder you ask her why she’s crying. She tries to speak but she makes no real sense. You try and lift her head as you ask, “Emma, what’s wrong, what’s up, why...

Sodding budget airlines he thought as he looked up at the flight departure screen, all showed a blue colour except the last flight of the night to Glasgow. Every flight was on time or boarding except his, the display flashing, 'Please contact your airline service desk,' in an angry and taunting red. So much for getting home in time for a late dinner. He scanned the terminal and saw a queue of about twenty agitated people...

“Damn, Shit, Fuck!” I shouted, banging my hands on the steering wheel and shaking my head from side to side, my long hair flailing, “Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” My car had just slid off the goddamn icy road into a ditch and it was getting dark. Now, what? I sighed, knowing my cell phone was dead. I had lost the charger and was going to get a new phone when I got home. "Who knew I'd slide into a fucking ditch," I muttered to myself...

Another work trip, another hotel, another three hundred and fifty miles from home, it’s a small world; you’ll see what I mean later. There I was back at the hotel where I stayed at for a week while I sorted out some contracts with the new customer. I had come back from the customer, had a shower and meal. I came down to the hotel bar for a quick night cap, it was late, around ten thirty. It was my first time at that very...

After my boyfriend left me I decided that I was would be an unapologetic slut and let go of my inhibitions. I had all of these desires, and decided to no longer suppress them. The first few months were a whirlwind, having sex with my older married neighbor, my ex-boss, being gang banged more than once, fucking complete strangers, being a sub for my boyfriend's old boss and loving it, and so many more. I went from having s...

I did the morning and evening paper round every day before and after school. I had to earn money to pay for my hobbies. I got an allowance from mum and dad but was not enough, so hence the paper rounds. I had turned sixteen last month, had a great party, two in fact. One at home with all my relatives, you know the ones, and another one with my mates, great fun. I’ve always been randy, ever since I discovered I got boners...