The next morning, light filtered through the bedroom curtains, soft and golden. Nicki stirred, reaching instinctively for Steve, but the bed was empty. His side of the sheets was cool. She blinked, disoriented for a moment. The house felt quiet, though not entirely silent. Muffled voices drifted up from downstairs, low and male, too indistinct to make out words. Steve and Jim, she assumed, were sharing coffee and their us...

The morning light filtering through the hotel curtains was softer, gentler than the raw energy that had consumed the room the night before. Jess and Rob lay tangled in the sheets, their bodies sated and their minds buzzing with the new, thrilling reality of their arrangement. The sex they’d shared after Patrick left had been incandescent, a desperate, loving reaffirmation that burned brighter than any encounter in recent...

I told myself the lie so many times it started to feel like truth. It's just a trip. It's just a drink. It's just to prove he's real. Six months. That's how long it had been since the first video call. Since I came on camera while my husband's truck rumbled into the driveway. Since I learned I could split myself in two—good wife in the daylight, his girl after dark. Caleb and I had fallen into a rhythm. Late nights when m...

I stare at the screen, but the words blur before my eyes. I've been struggling with the documentary for hours, every sentence, every phrase that feels like it's being pulled through thick honey. I groan softly, lean back, and rub my tired eyes. Then I hear a soft giggle. "That bad?" Lena suddenly appears beside my table, a cup of tea in her hand. Her scent—warm, sweet, like vanilla with a hint of book pages—wafts up to me...

This series is about my journey, combined with some fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it. I came to the US in 2013 for my Master's degree. I had never been to the country before, and I had often imagined what the campus would look like and how the people would interact with me. However, I never could have predicted how this experience would change my life, especially my personal and sexual relationships. Everything started wi...

“You’re staring at me, Lucas.” Those were the first words she said to me. “Yes, I guess I am.” “Is there something you like?” “Of course.” You see, Deliah was a recent hire at our publishing company. She had been there for only a few months when I walked into her office to ask for Theodore William’s file. Ted had been our chief photographer for 23 years and had recently retired. We needed several of his photos for our nex...

Alex wiped the sweat from his brow, the Colorado sun beating down harder than anything he’d ever felt back in Surrey. At twenty-two, he’d left the misty fields of his family’s small farm in England for this vast ranch in the Rockies, chasing adventure and a fresh start. The job as a ranch hand had sounded romantic: wrangling cattle, mending fences, breathing in that crisp mountain air. But reality hit quickly, endless hou...

“Hey, get the new guy to do it,” one farm hand said. “Do what?” another asked. “Milk Vicky,” he replied with a laugh. “What?” the supervisor blurted. “You know Victoria’s an ornery one, she’ll hurt that kid!” “Yeah, but it’ll be funny!” “Might knock some sense into him,” the other said. “Yeah, and if he gets hurt too bad… yer all gettin’ pay docked. Don’t play around with Victoria,” the supervisor stated. “Oh, he should b...

The next morning, sunlight slanted through the bedroom curtains. Steve and Nicki lay tangled in the sheets, two mugs of coffee steaming on the nightstand. They’d woken early, still buzzing from the night before, bodies loose and satisfied. Nicki propped herself on one elbow, red hair a messy halo. “Do you think he heard us last night?” Steve took a slow sip, eyes twinkling. “Jim? Either he was dead to the world… or he had...