As ever, time moves on. We hadn't seen as much of Lucy in person since she went to the spa with Lou in July, mainly because she had moved away after the divorce. We still spoke and exchanged messages, photos, and videos frequently. Having sex with Lucy was still going to happen; it was just a matter of when, not if. Some organising would need to happen! It was a late August day. We had returned from holiday the day before...

It really was what we never had… At least, that’s what I kept feeling. In all our years as secret lovers, we’d never had an uninterrupted night together. It was intense and passionate… yet somehow, it felt completely natural. And it felt earned. During the four-hour drive home, I kept replaying the night… the morning… over and over. Especially the end. Me stepping into that steamy shower… taking her in for a second before...

At least the beer stayed cold, as long as I drank it fast enough. The ice I stole from the cooler, pressed against my neck and temple, only served to give me a headache. I gave it a toss and watched it bounce down the steps that led up to my big front porch. If the sun hadn’t been ominously hidden all day by low, thick clouds, the cube would have melted even quicker. I’m a sauna kind of girl, which was a good thing since...

The sun was far too bright for Holly’s liking as she shoved the oversized cooler into the trunk of the SUV. "You’re remarkably efficient today," Pete joked, tossing a bag of charcoal on top of the gear. "Most people dread the three-hour drive to the Blackwood site. You’re acting like we’re headed to Disney World." Holly just smiled, her mind flashing back to the dream she’d had a week ago—the rain, the transparent tank to...

Hey! Over here! Yeah, hi! Hi. It’s great to see you. Give me a hug. How’re you doing? Great. How was your flight? Yeah? And your trip? Cool. No, it sounds… Well, sort of stressful to be honest. But it sounds like you got a lot of work done while you were there. Productive, right. But I bet you’re glad to be back home, though. Here, let me help you with your bags. There you go. Yeah, I know. No matter how fun traveling can...

Phase Zero: Breaking the ice "Steve, I was reading some erotic stories on Lush yesterday, and I came across something that I can't seem to stop wondering about. I am a little afraid to talk about it, but I trust you to be an adult." Cindy reluctantly let the words escape her lips. "Oh, really? What is it that has your thoughts so occupied?" Steve was a little hesitant himself. Things had been fairly "vanilla" in the bedro...

A warm breeze blew through the tent as the sun crept over the tops of the trees. It carried with it the scent of pine trees and wildflower blooms. Matt climbed out of the tent quietly, so as not to disturb Talia's sleep. He took a short stroll down the trail that had brought them to this site. Squirrels were about their morning business, and the tall grasses in the meadow waved in the gentle breeze. A black raspberry bush...

Roberto had just pulled out of my ass and shot his load up my back and I was about suck him dry when I saw Kyle and Conner emerge from the woods. “Oh damn, sorry!” Kyle cackled. I froze. What the hell, did these guys follow us? We were pretty far from the cabin and it didn’t seem likely that they had just stumbled across us out here in the wild. These thoughts were colliding in my brain as Roberto and I fumbled to put our...

"Why are you standing in a cornfield?" Fair question. I didn't mention that I'd risen from my knees before accepting the video call. "Must be a hundred and ten degrees there. And you are sweating like the proverbial pig. Is everything okay?" Another fair question, though it was probably not a click above a hundred in the shade where the ten-foot-high stalks stood tall and just inches apart in their tidy rows. Admittedly,...