It had been a really shit week for Beth. To start with, her work had been exhausting, another thing was her boyfriend had pressured her to sleep with him, and it had been awful. He'd lasted seconds and she had felt unfulfilled. Slumping into her Livingroom chair she relaxed. She didn't love her boyfriend, the only reason she was dating him was to get over someone else, and it hadn't worked. Honestly, she wasn't happy with...

I was at home with mom and it was getting late, and we were just sitting there together on the couch and mom was watching TV, but it was some stupid reality show and I hate those, but it was nice just to sit there with her, and I only had my underwear on under this giant blanket that I have, and I was just playing a game on my phone. Cait and her mom and dad had been away for almost two weeks, and I had spent the weekend...

- You awake? - Yeah, but not for long. - Might this change your mind? ;) * Lara has sent you a photo on Snapchat I checked the clock on my phone. 00:24… There’s a meeting tomorrow morning isn’t there? My eyes lingered on the hidden photo - it didn’t take a genius to know what Lara was sending me. Ever since we spent that night together, our friendship had taken a long-awaited turn. A lustful, sexy, turn. A faint memory of...

'So, do you have a big dick?' buzzed her message onto his screen. Walter fumbled with his mobile phone as he read the message again. He needed to make sure he did not misread any of the words. 'Well, that was unexpected,' he thought to himself, 'now how do I respond?' 'Uhmm, I guess I'm average,' he typed his reply, but his finger hovered nervously above the send icon as he reconsidered what he was about to do. 'Fuck it!'...

The next several days after Sluggers were a whirlwind of sexting and phone sex. Mark and I were getting pretty swept up in the thrill of whatever was happening between us. Or at least I was. But it felt like he was right there with me. We started talking every night. Mark stayed up chatting with me after his wife went to bed. I would talk to him on my way home from night class or work, or I’d let him distract me from read...

With a hard tug, the nut loosened at the exact moment the wrench slipped and his knuckles smacked into the bracket. “Damn!” was the only word to escape his mouth,and that was even under his breath. As Kyle surveyed the work ahead, he knew the likelihood was many more “damns” would be sneaking out. It wasn’t his way to be foul of temper and rarely to use a curse but changing a water heater brought out his dark side. Buildi...

Erica was squirming with desire as she sat in her car steeling herself for the last visit of the day. “One more patient,” she sighed aloud. A half an hour at most until she could deal with the torrid desire consuming her body and more disturbingly, her mind. As she unbuckled her seat-belt and just as her hand hit the handle to open the door, a notification popped up on her phone. She contemplated not looking at it and jus...

A half block from my apartment building was a small but trendy bar that I’d occasionally visit out of boredom. I had broken up with my boyfriend six months earlier and my sex life was nonfunctional except for pleasuring myself. It was a great and frequently used move but no substitute for dick. I would sit at the bar and fantasize over some cute guy or even some average ones. I was just so horny and it was frustrating tha...

"Imagine that we're on the same shift and run into each other at work. We're both in our scrubs and find an empty dictation room in the hospital. I have you bent over the table fucking you in the ass when someone walks in because we never locked the door. How would we explain ourselves?" This was the racy text that Sara sent her colleague that evening. She was standing in the med room smiling devilishly, heart racing as s...

On his way down for dinner, Ben met Gerd in the entrance hall. Gerd, in an overcoat and car keys in his hand, was going out. Although he seemed in a grim mood, he stopped to exchange a few sentences with Ben, shook his hand, wished him Good Luck, and bade him Goodbye. Christine was watching them from behind the glass. Once Gerd had gone, she gave Ben a wave to come into the office. Christine had obviously been angry. She...

On Thursday morning, Ben and Christine were woken by the alarm set on Christine’s phone. When Ben turned to Christine to embrace her, she laughed and struggled free. She apologised, “I’m sorry, Ben. I should have reset my getting-up time for an hour earlier. I would have loved an hour of great morning sex before getting up for work. I often wish for it. I’m always randy in the morning! And now I’m missing such a great opp...

Most of the next day, Ben spent with his father and Helen. On returning to the hotel, he dropped in at the reception. Christine welcomed him with an espresso. When they settled down with the desk between them, Christine gave him a conspiratorial smile. Pointing at the glass wall between the office and foyer, she said with a put-on pout and shrug of her shoulder: “Pity, we are so on view. This desk would be perfect for me...

Ben did not have long to wait for an answer. It arrived shortly before dinner. To his relief, Christine did not appear to be too upset about his betrayal. Her text read: To Ben: - “E. could not stop talking about the wild sex she had this afternoon. She wanted to make me envious. She did!! She also told me about the extra photos you have of us. Please, transfer all of them to our Pad. Telling E. about our secret was naugh...

Ben did not have long to wait. The first text he read was from Erika: To Ben: - “Now I know what you see in me! It made me blush, but I love it! When will you see me next? Just like that!! C. will have to give me time off! E.” As always, Erika left it to Christine to be straightforward. The time shown on their mails indicated that they were again texting side-by-side. Therefore, each knew instantaneously what the other sa...