Daniella stepped off the private jet into the warm embrace of the Virgin Islands' breeze, the salty air kissing her skin like a lover's secret. The sun hung low, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink, as if the island itself was blushing in anticipation. She adjusted the strap of her designer sundress—a daring red number that clung to her curves, the fabric thin enough to reveal the faint outline of her lace bra ben...

It all started when we were on vacation in Miami. Shira and I were staying at a hotel by the beach while we visited her father. It had been a year since my mother-in-law passed away, and we wanted to keep my father-in-law some company. "Any luck?" My wife asked as she frantically got dressed. I had been swiping on a swingers app, looking for someone to hook up with while we were away. Shira and I had been curious about br...

Chapter Two - Part Two By the next evening, things had fallen back into their usual rhythm. The day itself had passed in a bit of a blur — a mild hangover, that heavy-headed fog that comes from too much wine and too little sleep. Lou had been quiet most of the morning. She’d gone to her mum’s to pick the kids up while I stayed home and tried to tidy up. Every now and then, the smell of last night’s drink would hit me from...

The summer evening draped Kevin and Moira’s living room in a warm, intimate glow, string lights weaving golden threads across the hardwood floor. Kevin, his wife Moira—a curvaceous redhead with fiery curls cascading over her shoulders and green eyes glinting with mischief—and Kevin’s old uni friend Ethan had settled in for a quiet night of good whiskey, soft jazz, and easy conversation. Moira poured another round, her lau...