I sighed after I unlocked my front door and walked into my house. Being a flight attendant was not an easy job. I had been away from my home for more than a week. This was my sanctuary. Now I had three days to myself before reporting back to work, and I was going to take advantage of it by not doing a fucking thing. I wheeled my suitcase into the living room, then ran back to my car and pulled out a bag of groceries and t...

It was April 15th, tax time. I'm a frugal wife, saving where I can on household expenses and investing the savings wisely. I quickly got in over my head with investing, so I hired Jim. He is a genius with all things economic, especially investments and taxes. I meet Jim annually to review our savings and investments and sign tax documents. I hired him as our financial planner and accountant, and have no regrets, but it's...

The sun was high overhead while I sat on the back deck, looking into the trees. I was home, supposedly enjoying a long weekend, and I was alone. I continued to have that hollow, empty feeling you get when experiencing a loss. Now that I remembered, I contemplated the previous events at the Dark Corner Pocket. I thought about them often. The hours turned to days while the days turned to weeks. The weeks now turned to month...

Nathan and Luke arrived hungry for sun and freedom, but the island had other plans for their bodies. The ferry groaned as it docked, its deck shimmering with heat. Nathan, twenty-eight, leaned over the railing, sunglasses slipping down his nose. Sweat gathered behind his knees, the salt air clinging to his skin. Beside him, Luke stood with a backpack slung over one shoulder, tank top damp against his chest, lips slightly...

I went to check the window to see if I could see him. The curtains were drawn, so I assumed he had left. Should I go and check the lobby to see if he was there? I put on my hold-ups, pulled a mini skirt over the bodysuit, and threw on my top, coat and boots. I took the room key and headed down. I looked around the lobby for a moment, and there was nobody around. I gave a disappointed sigh. It was probably unlikely that he...

Working as a flight attendant for a major airline, I live most of my life out of my suitcase in one hotel after another. It can get lonely and boring unless I find ways of entertaining myself. Sometimes, the pilots and flight attendants go out to restaurants and other night spots to eat and party if our layovers are more than one night. At other times, I will find entertainment on my own. Sometime it included finding a ma...

This wasn’t how I imagined being part of a gay erotica story. I was snowed in with my sister’s older boyfriend, pretending last night hadn’t happened. Then the front door blew open in a gust of wind and snow. Katie stepped in first, cheeks flushed, curls messy under her knit beanie. Twenty-four, five-eleven, long legs and high cheekbones. Her laugh filled the whole cabin like it belonged there. Jack followed close behind,...

Called Back to The Dark Corner Pocket The salty warm air gently brushed past my face. I sat in my chair, reflecting upon the past several months of nothing but relentless work and chaos. It was a Tuesday, and it was a good day while I was enjoying a well-deserved vacation. The preceding months made me wonder why I was working so hard, or rather what was the point. Now, finally, I'm at my favorite beach sitting in My chair...

It had been a few months since that night. Sean was healed now mostly. The cast was off, the limp was slight, and his friends were no longer at his beck and call. But something from that night hadn’t faded. We’d been wild since. Experimental. Dirtier than I ever thought we’d dare. There were nights where we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, where I’d whisper filth into his ear and he’d get hard just from the memory...