Sexual reawakening Stories

After my glorious night of passion with Elena in the snowbound airport hotel, I flew home that afternoon. The house smelled of laundry and toast when I walked in. My wife met me in the kitchen with a tired smile, still in yoga pants and sports bra from that morning’s workout: slim, athletic, familiar. The children tackled my legs. Ordinary life closed around me like a warm coat. But I knew something had shifted in me. Tha...

She had nothing to be thankful for… As vacationers flocked to the area for the Thanksgiving holiday, Kelly sat on the beach, looking at the water. Sitting on this powdery sand and staring into the blue-green water made things seem less distressful. She could almost feel the pain that held her heart captive swept away like coquinas that washed back and forth after each wave. Sometimes, the misery burrowed deep in her soul,...