It had been a really hard week. Work was brutal and my personal life even more so. It was a whole lot of nothing. I didn’t have hopes for the night but here we were, my husband and I at the beach. God, there were so many people here. I lay down on the blanket. Just a few minutes until sundown. I looked over, he was asleep. Yes. It was a hard week. I lay back and closed my eyes, looked at the stars just peeking out of the...

I looked out the window. Rain. Again. Did it ever stop? I had been cooped up in the Edgewater Hotel on the water in Seattle for two days. I looked at the Juliette with French doors. There was no way I was going out there. This Florida girl had no interest in that grey and that rain. What was I doing here? I jumped in a plane and flew 3500 miles for a hook-up. How desperate was I? Tom and I had been sexting for the better...

I walked into the club. I was restless. It had been two months since I was alone. There had to be an end to the madness. I could do this, right? I could be alone. I was a grown woman with a heart, gifts, and a need. I looked around the place. Ybor City. It’s just a wicked little town by Tampa that was restless from morning until night. The club wasn’t classy by any means, it was just odd. It fed my soul. Sometimes you nee...

I was walking out of the courtroom devastated. I was officially divorced. That was it. There was no more Mrs. to my name. It had been a long marriage and one I was really proud of. But he wanted the divorce. Said he was unhappy so there it was. In plain black and white. Divorced. I had chosen a black skirt, stiletto black heels and a white blouse for the occasion. He hated it when I wore black and white. He liked color. S...

I reached over in bed to find my husband and found the bed empty. Hmmm. Where could he be? I sat up, the strap on my satin pink nighty falling off my shoulder exposing a breast. I moved my vision to the window and saw that he was trying to get the lawnmower started. Hmmm. I thought. He must be going golfing later. What a pity. I reached under the bed where I kept my new favorite book, Fifty Shades of Grey, and slipped off...

I hadn’t planned it. I hadn’t planned the whole thing. My husband did. But there I was. Standing in a hotel room. My husband had arranged for a guy to come in and see me. It was off a wife-lover site, and they had talked off and on for the better part of a month until I agreed. I was nervous. 'Damn,' I thought. 'Is this what we’re doing now? Strangers in a hotel room?' But just as I had thought it there was a knock at the...

Why I love to give HEAD... You might think this is a way for me to pull people in, and you might be right. But when it comes down to it, there is a grace and elegance to the single act of giving head. A man bares his vulnerability by just being in the act. The amygdala inducing pleasure of having someone put their mouth on the most vulnerable portion of a man’s body can incite fear, pain, pleasure, instant gratification a...