After the first night of passion with Zia, Ron and Zia grew even closer. He began staying at her place whenever her husband was away, slipping in quietly before or after tuition classes. Sometimes he arrived early in the morning, just as the sun rose, and they would share coffee on the balcony, her head resting on his shoulder. Other times, he came after classes, when the house was empty and silent. Zia blossomed with new...

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...

She knocked like she knew I'd answer. No urgency. Just… certainty. It was past midnight. The city hummed the way it only does when it thinks no one's listening—wet streets, a siren somewhere, elevator cables whining through concrete. I opened the door in nothing but low light and a pair of sweatpants. Her eyes moved down my chest like they had every right. “I didn’t think you’d come.” She stepped inside. Wet hair. Lips pa...

Amelie I catch a glimpse of him across the bar and my chest gives a tiny lurch before I can stop myself. No, surely not, it can’t be him. He turns towards one of his friends, giving me the full sweep of his face; still so young and impossibly perfect. The swagger is there, painted on too thick, the cracks in his act so obvious they’re almost endearing. The little side glances and nervous laughter reveal a layer of insecur...

I met Richard the first time he came with his family to meet my cousin. It was an arranged introduction, the kind of meeting that should have settled into memory and disappeared. But Richard didn’t fold into the background the way everyone else did. He cut through the room like a low, steady rhythm: dusky skin, careless stubble, clothes that sat on him as if they had been made to know him. When he smiled, it was small and...

Many years ago, when I was at university studying for my medical degree, I would frequent a Chinese restaurant near the small apartment I was renting. It was a family-run affair and a staple of the area. It was a small, cosy place that could seat no more than fifty customers but was very popular. The menu wasn’t extensive, but every dish was superb. If you did not have a reservation for an evening sitting, you had no chan...

“This is for you,” she said with a smile, letting her dress slip to the floor. His eyes widened as she climbed into bed, straddling him. He slid inside and gasped. She rode hard, hips rocking, nails digging at his chest. His hands went to her ass, pulling her down, pushing up to meet her. She bent to his ear, licking as she whispered, “You’re so much better than he is.” The pressure built until their bodies shook. She sli...

I was the pursuer at first. But on that night we found ourselves alone, respective spouses having gone to bed hours before, she needed no coaxing to sit in my lap. Such power in her kiss, in the way she thrust her tongue into my mouth. Her teeth greedily seized my lower lip. Passion granted me the gift of prognostication. For this woman, I would surrender everything: my marriage, my home, my reputation. And my lover? She'...