Friday night had always been date night. A chance after a long week to go out for a nice dinner and have a drink or two. With any luck, the night would end with some good sex. This Friday night was no exception. I took particular care to dress sexily for Zach - I wanted to drive him crazy, seduce him. I knew he couldn’t resist the risqué outfit I chose. The black lace bustier was probably not intended to be worn as a shir...

Everyone loves Auntie Rosemary, especially me! Part Two – Mai Tais again? The next summer, we once again hosted the in-laws (mother-in-law and Auntie Rosemary). This time, Rosemary made things much more interesting by flying in a couple of days early because of her "schedule." “There is no way around it,” she told my wife. I believe I know why she was being so difficult. The only way we could make the logistics work for e...

Making our way back to shore, we collected our clothes and headed directly to the room. It was almost eight in the evening, and we still had to shower and dress to some extent. All the activity had us hungry in the classic sense. “Hey, Tom, the shower is small; otherwise I would invite you in.” “You could still invite me in; being close hasn’t been a problem today.” But having the faucets stab either of us in the back cou...

As Mick watched Cheryl standing in the early afternoon sun, he wondered how she managed to focus on her promotional task. Impersonating an ice cream cone wasn't even the strangest way Cheryl had earned a living lately, so Mick's supportive smile at her outside the newly opened outlet was a welcome distraction. "I'm relieved my friends haven't dropped by today. When they tease me, they call me Miss Vanilla because of my su...

It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon in the early spring. The sun was shining down warmly, the snow was melting, and the sound of running water and chirping birds echoed in the air. Like many other people, we were out around town running errands and doing some neglected tasks. Surprisingly, my husband, Rob, pulled the car into an unfamiliar parking lot. I looked around at the businesses, spying an accountant’s office, a...

The rain fell from the sky, lightning flashed, and the thunder rumbled. Gina stood out in her backyard naked as the day she was born. She stood motionless as the water cascaded down her body. It hugged every crack and curve of her body like a sweet, gentle caress. She wept while trying to wash away her sins of the flesh. The images of her transgression spun through her head. Flash after flash of lightning jogged another i...

The headboard had been hitting the wall for the better part of two hours. Sophie had said not to care about that, because the nearest occupied bedroom was her brother's, and he was two corridors away, and she frankly didn't give a damn if he heard. She was on her back now, legs hooked over my shoulders, and I was holding her hips off the mattress with both hands and slamming my cock into her whilst she gripped the headboa...

When I write or speak of a sexual idea or experience, I feel a heavy anticipation in my chest and upper gut, along with a sense of angst that I would feel even if you were right here. The only resolution lies with you; I am powerless. My cock would be engorged, my balls tight and aching for release, my hips desperate to thrust, and all of me would be looking to you for your enthusiastic consent. I imagine a frantic rush t...

I stepped out of the head office building in Paris, shoulders heavy with the good kind of exhaustion. The week-long global workshop—strategy deep-dives, compliance debates, endless slides on harmonizing operations across time zones had demanded everything I had. At 6'3", lean from disciplined morning runs and lifting, dark hair still neat despite the long days, I carried the quiet certainty of someone who’d learnt to oper...

An Indian businessman was walking through town, clearly lost. I noticed him from across the street, his expensive suit out of place in the rough neighborhood, a map in hand and a confused expression on his face. As a corporate lawyer who'd grown up in these gritty streets, I knew trouble when I saw it brewing. Three young degenerates—probably no older than twenty, with hoodies pulled low and smirks that screamed entitleme...

Tonight wasn’t supposed to be a typical Friday drunk fest. It was Bella’s birthday, and she’d asked Brad not to get too drunk. Brad, eager to start his weekend, was a half block ahead of us before Bella and I could even get out of the car. By the time we’d got inside, he’d already staked out a spot at the corner of the bar and was chugging a beer. As usual, he would try to outdrink us two to one, the rest of the night. Af...