My palms are flat on the wall. My jeans are round my ankles, my knickers around my knees. As he enters from behind, I can hear the whirr of the engine and the fierce wind suction sound you get in airline toilets. He has his rhythm, and he knows where to put it. I feel my ponytail gently tugged at. “Trying not to come...” he gasps suddenly. Bless him. He thinks giving me an orgasm is why he's here. Taj Mahal? Check. Ride a...

Our usual munch took place the weekend after the birthday party. My husband accompanied me again, and the evening was lively and lovely. My friend came, too, but he left early for a metal concert while I was in the loo. This led my slightly tipsy self to message him I was a bit disappointed to have missed his departure, and he didn’t reply. However, a few hours later, I was hanging about on the ground floor around 11 PM w...

Kira and Alex had been trying to find new ways to spice up their sex life. This weekend it was Kira's turn to plan, and she already had the perfect idea. Saturday afternoon, she teased Alex by making it seem like his surprise wouldn't come until tomorrow. In reality, tonight was the night. They had plans to go see a movie, but she had something much filthier in mind. Before getting dressed, Kira slipped on the red lace pa...

Dave peeked around the living room entranceway to peer at the front door. When he saw the blonde hair, the blue eyes looking at him through the decorative glass, he stepped back out of sight. Shit. He looked down. The bottom of his faded Broncos T-shirt brushed the top of his waist and hugged his deltoids and pecs, having shrunken in the dryer over the years. His fraying blue flannel pajama pants were soft enough to justi...

A thick fog rolls in across the pier from the bay, colder than the steel of the gun barrel I hold against my temple and the half-finished bottle of bourbon slumped in my other hand. Maybe the descending gray blanket will deaden the shot that bites into my sorry-ass existence. Anonymize me. Swallow the muzzle flash as I'm added to the growing list of worthless cops this city has ejected like spent shell casings. My finger...

Margo strolled onto the deck, her expression a mix of serenity and smugness. Serene because she loved this old lake house. Smug because she had just pulled off the impossible. The cottage had belonged to her grandparents, and it was the epicenter of her childhood summers. She, her sister, Alex, and their cousins swam all day, caught lightning bugs at twilight, and sat around the fire pit giggling and eating s'mores late i...

It was my first rock festival and I had the time of my life. I'd just turned 21 and it was a birthday present to myself to go see some of the best bands around. I went with my best mates; John, his girlfriend Louise, Ollie, his girlfriend Tori, Nate, his girlfriend Rosie and Nate's sister Ashleigh. Ashleigh was 18 and had blossomed into one of the hottest girls I'd ever met, but as we'd known each other since I was 11, I...

"Fields of Fire" Father’s Day always brought a mix of sweetness and chaos—sticky pancakes, glitter-covered cards, and our sleepy kids giggling as they woke Bryan with “Happy Father’s Day!” and a lukewarm cup of coffee. I loved the mess of it all. By late afternoon, the sitter had arrived, and the house finally exhaled. Quiet. Still. Just the two of us. We were supposed to go to the pub. Dinner, a drink or two. Our usual e...