I parked at the end of the street 20 minutes early so I wouldn’t be late, hands sweating on the wheel as I tried to breathe steady. What the fuck am I doing? Who even am I? I almost texted to back out, but I wanted whatever came next, more than I wanted anything rational. At exactly 8 pm, I pulled up in front of his place and got out of my car, clutching my bag to my chest like it held the rest of my life. He opened the d...

I climbed into bed like it was Christmas Eve every night that week and came for him exactly as instructed. Hard. Obeying his assignments like a good girl, fingers soaked and trembling while I read his filthy stories and listened to his voice telling me when I was allowed to let go. But the night before my trip… that night hit different. Because now he knew. He had me figured out. He knew me, knew what I was starting to ac...

The Ache Before I didn’t go looking for this. Not consciously. Not until I was already there, standing in the doorway of it. Breathless. Wet. Shaking. Desperate. Not for sex. But for someone to take me out of my fucking head for once. I’ve always been in charge. Class president. Single mom. High-level tech exec. The breadwinner, the planner, the handyman, the healer. Always carrying the weight. Always in control. And yet,...

The scent of wild garlic hung in the air, the delicate white flowers, mixed with blue bells, lining the narrow country lane. All around birds sang, and the only evidence of people were the gentle taps of Darcy’s shoes. The countryside was always quiet, but early mornings held a sense of serenity like no other time of day. She squinted into the low sun and a smile creased her pretty face - she felt optimistic, that feeling...

The video that caught my attention tonight starred a petite blonde with perfectly manicured nails and long, pretty blonde hair. She had the kind of body that I could only dream of—slender yet perky in all the right places. Her partner was everything I wasn't: tall, dark, and built like a Greek god. It wasn't long before I was completely lost in the scene, imagining myself as him, pleasuring her in ways that would make her...

Monday morning dawns.  Tim and Abbie rise to get ready to return to work after their days off.  Abbie thinks about how funny it is, how things have so changed since last Tuesday, the last time the two went to work together.  Then it was from her stop by her apartment, which is no longer hers.  Now, getting on from Tim’s stop, the two go together. While they haven’t got the morning down to a routine yet, they shower togeth...

Melanie arrived home just before ten. After making herself a cup of tea she changed out of her outfit and put on a rather drab dressing gown. She had decided to Facetime Eamon, partly in the hope catching him out, and partly to set the scene for the following day. “Hello Mel, my darling. How went the beans on toast tutorial?” “Very well dear, but they’re a bit further along than that. How has your day been?” “Very interes...

Part One A short flight from my hometown had brought me to Mariners cove. I was escaping from the pain and anguish of a torrid year; the unexpected loss of a close friend, the fallout of a company merger that left me e-mailing CVs again, and topping everything off, finding my girlfriend with her face buried between the thighs of her hairdresser. Mariners Cove was a bustling east coast town, which catered to both tourism a...