Neither of us spoke at first; I was too stunned, and she too ashamed. Finally, I asked in a raspy voice, “Why?” Her gaze remained steadfastly away from mine. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Luke. I… He was dying. And I was so… the depression, it was crushing me. I couldn’t be home with Julie. I couldn’t be home with you. And every time I was there, I felt… disconnected. I felt guilty for not being home, and then when I was home...

As a rule, I didn’t mess with married women. Well, the ones wearing their rings, that is, the ones that were obviously married and didn’t even try to hide it. If a woman is in a hotel bar with her ring on, one of four things is probably going on: she wants to have a drink in peace; she’s waiting for her husband, either to go somewhere else or as part of some weird sex game I don’t want to be involved in; she’s too dumb to...

Adam and I headed out to brunch with Beth and Matt when we woke up. Things were okay between all of us. Everyone was all smiles as we had enjoyed the night before. However, I still wanted more of Matt. The one minute he was in me was not enough. I understood where Adam came from with the condoms, but I hate them. We have known Matt and Beth for quite some time, and everyone is safe and clean, so I wasn't worried about any...

I was pretty late to the party when it came to losing my virginity. I had crushes in high school, but I was never able to go beyond that. I was at ease around my close peers and had wonderful friends, but I avoided interacting with other people. I was notoriously shy and I stumbled over words and was totally insecure. I read books where I could escape into the world of the author. I listened to music, so I could hide in m...

Chris and I exchanged intense glances as we stood in the basement hallway of a random building. My thoughts raced, asking if I'd really take this daring step. Having sex with a guy I'd just met felt like breaking all the rules, and it felt far removed from the good-girl persona I maintained, but everyone seemed to label me as "bad." So, why not give in to temptation? For once, I yearned to act without second-guessing myse...

Niharika’s naked body lay against mine, the heat generated from our passionate sex not yet having dissipated even after our breathing was back to normal. We relaxed in silence, motionless except for our fingers lightly caressing each other. I won’t lie: my wife, Cheryl, crossed my mind in those moments. I wasn’t feeling terribly guilty, but I wasn’t feeling anything sordid either. It was like I could fairly easily separat...

Standing at my dining room table, I held my arms around Niharika, my wife’s alluring friend, pulling her close as our eyes seemed to ask each other what we were getting ourselves into. Yes, I had pulled her in for a kiss, but what did it mean, and where was this going? I was thinking of a way to define what was happening here, to let her know I wasn’t just a man-slut who tried to get my wife’s friends into bed, but was ju...

Hui-Min Xiao woke up rather late in the morning and took her coffee, croissant, and fruit naked on the balcony of her Dorchester Hotel suite. She dismissed the two men and the blonde woman whom she had used for her sexual indulgences the night before, giving them generous tips but no promises of securing their services in the future. As for the two girls who had dressed as kittens, they stayed behind, removing the costume...

Wandering through the ornate lobby of the Dorchester Hotel shortly after nightfall, Amanda Bayliss was a bit overwhelmed by the opulent furniture, furnishings, and artwork all around her. It was quite excessive in her opinion, much like the museums through which her parents had dragged her earlier in the day. When she had learned that they would be spending a few days in London, a quick vacation tacked on to her father's...

As Emily left a message on my answering machine, I call her back immediately. The phone rings a couple of times and then she answers. “Hello, who is calling?” I hear a familiar voice saying. “Hello Emily, it is me, Bill. You called me yesterday?” I ask her. “Oh, hi Bill, yes indeed I did call,” she answers, and I can hear her voice change a lot between the first answer and this. “I wanted to see you tonight again, is this...