2:03 a.m. I’m awake—again. It’s become a ritual now. The stillness of the house, the soft snore beside me, and my body’s quiet ache. I roll onto my back, thighs pressed together, trying to ignore the heat building low in my belly. I already know it won’t go away until I let it. My fingers reach for my phone almost on instinct. I scroll through the same familiar pages, letting the flicker of dim light paint shadows across...

Penelope was used to being insatiable. Desire was as much a part of her as her wild red hair or the soft, dangerous curve of her hips. She’d never felt any shame about it—not when she was younger, exploring her body in secret, and certainly not now, at twenty-eight, married to a man who worshipped her and tried valiantly to match her appetite. Clark, with his tall, athletic build and those impossible green eyes, was every...

When we reached Spain, the history and architecture were magnificent. We all had the choice of staying overnight at a resort or going back to the ship for some planned activities. “I think we all should go clubbing tonight,” Kelly pleaded. “There is a flamenco club that I’ve been dying to experience.” Then she whispered to me, “I’m horny as fuck. I’m hoping that I can find a guy tonight; do you want me to find one for you...

Léah, the Adulterous Libertine My name is Léah, and I’m nearing 35. For a decade, I’ve shared my life with Bill, my husband, with whom I’ve had two children. These little beings anchor my existence in a tangible sweetness, a haven of tenderness where I find solace. In the mirror, my troubled reflection reveals an image I’m still discovering: a woman with echoes of Mediterranean beauty, a fiery spirit inherited from the wi...

My pulse was racing as he brought the car to a halt in the long-abandoned car park, strewn with rubbish left by fly-tippers and dotted with deep-rooted weeds that had forced themselves through cracks in the asphalt. John turned off the engine and an eery silence descended on the dimly lit interior of our family car. For a moment or two we both stared straight ahead at the graffiti adorned wall of the derelict building, wa...

Kelly was a tease. She didn’t mean to be. Ok, maybe she did a little. She was happily married to George and loved him very much. Her self-confidence was the issue. An issue she handled by flirting. By flirting a lot. The trouble wasn’t really with George. Well, honestly, Kelly didn’t know where the problem was. She simply couldn’t seem to get any satisfaction in the bedroom anymore. It wasn’t a matter of her husband’s siz...

Given all the men in Charles’s family had gone there, the choice of school for our son was a foregone conclusion. Yet, I was determined to have my say, by at the least visiting to see the place for myself. Having parked in the School Quad, I stepped from the Range Rover and made my way to the headmaster’s office. The soft wool of the charcoal grey jacket clung beautifully to the curves of my body; the peak lapels of the d...

John had installed some video cameras in our bedroom, so that we could watch back future hot wife adventures. And so, when we needed a plumber to fix a problem, it sparked a delicious idea in my mind. Ryan was in his late twenties, ruggedly good looking, and a real charmer. Because of the need to order some parts, the job had taken several visits, which I had exploited to maximum effect by flirting blatantly with the trad...

“I’m so, so sorry, the traffic was just terrible. I’m sorry, have you been waiting long?” The agitated middle-aged redhead parked a large handbag on the chair opposite me and looked apologetic. I smiled and laughed, “It’s fine; don’t worry; please don’t worry about it.” “I am sorry, the traffic…” I shook my head, smiling, “Please don’t worry. I’m just glad you made it. Sit down and relax; I’ll get us some coffees.” “Thank...