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Solar Powered Libido

My lover and I escape for a winter break, and the combination of sunshine and her enticing body leads us from the pool back to our room.

Sick of the cold, wet, and endless darkness of England in winter and the low-key seasonal affective disorder that came with it, Q and I booked a last-minute, mid-January holiday. We were open to going anywhere as long as it was asap, there was sunshine, and it was affordable. Mallorca, leaving tomorrow? Check. Small hotel with a pool, outside the main tourist spots? Check. It was a late-night flight, and after the taxi dr...

Obsolete_Fox

Strays - Part 3

Following an argument with August, Dove worries she'll have to give up the search for Tanya.

I tried again to convince August to let me come along. "I'll wait in the truck while you talk to the guy." "We're not having this discussion again," he said while pulling on his shirt. "You're staying here." "Well, where are you meeting him?" "That ain't none of your concern." It was infuriating, the way he could change from being easygoing to being a complete hard-ass. And in the blink of an eye, too. August moved so fas...

Banes1

The Hot Wife Next Door - Part 23

Naomi stays with Toby until his parents return from their vacation.

Suddenly, Christmas break was over, and I returned to the classroom. Tori embarked on a twelve-day trip, spending four days at each of her residences. First stop was St. Andrews, Scotland, then Jackson Hole, Wyoming, followed by Maui, Hawaii. She sent me photos and videos throughout her travels. During the third week of January, Tori's parents returned from their honeymoon. Having just picked them up at the airport, Jon i...

culohombre

Out of Reach

A careless flash, a hungry glance, and one married woman decides to give her husband’s young colleague everything he’s dreamed of.

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...