Scotty saw her at a distance across the open first floor of the Musée D’Orsay. She was climbing the white limestone staircase at the far end, pausing every few steps to take in the golden, giant clock above her. She was in a form fitting black dress. Later, as she stripped for him, he would see that it was Prada. He found himself nearly running to catch up to her. As he got closer he struggled to decide where his eyes sho...
I sat on the train, and I felt like the loneliest person in the world. I was looking out of the window. The Spanish countryside was racing past. There was a lump in my throat. I was trying not to cry. I’d split with Sergei six weeks earlier, but it wasn’t that. No, I was upset because Sergei, my first love and the man I’d given my virginity to, had announced he was gay. He’d first told me he was seeing someone. That hurt....
2020 - one bizarre fucking year. I’m not going to overstate it, a lot of people had a worse time than me. But it still took a toll. I've been locked down – and like many, it's been in company. We might have all foreseen the strain under which social isolation would put romantic relationships. I figured my own was pretty strong, but it got stress-tested like I'd never bargained on. Couples just aren’t meant to spend so lon...
I had time to kill before my next sales appointment, so I found an independent bookstore in downtown Portland, Oregon. I figured I could browse their selections for forty minutes. I was in town for a few days calling on clients and making sales presentations to possible new customers. As I entered the store, a nice older white woman, about sixty, welcomed me. I asked where I could find books on yoga. “Aisle seven, right s...
"You're fine, babe. Six inches is more than enough. You have a great cock." A significant part of Sarah's sex life in her twenties consisted of her faking orgasms to protect the feelings of the men she slept with. "Baby, you're the biggest one I've ever had," worked 100% of the time when a guy was struggling to keep an erection. It was all a lie. Does size matter? What do you think? She was well sick of the question by th...
By all accounts it was a normal Saturday evening; they had just finished dinner accompanied by a couple of glasses of wine and had retired to the lounge to watch television. Rebecca sat in the armchair and rested her phone on the side of the chair. It pinged as she did so. Her eyes were struck by the title of the email that filled her soul with uncertainty and the rather long time that it took for the attachment to downlo...
A divey honky-tonk on the edge of town, Country beats blaring from the jukebox. Beer and bourbon, babes and bimbos, I join the line dancing and show my skills. Our eyes meet across the dance floor, Introductions are made and flirting starts. Soon we dance together, fast and slow, Chemistry flows and our hormones rage. Walking to my truck I ask your place or mine? No-Tell Motel and a hundred bucks. Naked bodies in the heat...
I smiled at the sight of the smile emoji my ex-girlfriend had sent me with her recent text. Normally, this would not be the sort of reaction I would elicit towards a former girlfriend, especially one that had cheated on me over a year prior, but there were still some feelings there for her. Maybe I had forgiven her. I couldn't be too sure. Perhaps I need to offer some context as to why I had reached out to her in the firs...
It only took a month the see a subtle change. Two months in, I really started to feel it. It had been years since I didn't have a regular workout routine but in an effort to show Brad how committed I was to him, I was all in on role-playing my pregnancy. Not only was I feeling the additional weight I had put on, but it was noticeable to my family and friends. I blamed the lack of working out on a nagging back injury. I wr...
Just North of London’s Covent Garden in an area known as Seven Dials is a small recently refurbished hotel, it is a fraction of the size of the big chains but offers a very high standard of service at a reasonable rate. Above all else it is slightly off the beaten track so very discreet. Clare approached the hotel and headed in through the tastefully decorated reception area. When she arrived at the desk with her reservat...
A few nights later, our group was back at Julie’s house. Alyssa’s house. I’d be lying if I did not admit I was nervous to see her again. It had been seventy-two hours since our bathroom quickie and I was hoping she was still interested in having a secret affair. As usual, I walked into the house like I owned the place and turned right off the foyer into the kitchen. There was Alyssa at the sink washing a few dishes with h...
"Room 115." “I’ll be 10 minutes,” is the reply I get. I shouldn’t be here, I told myself it was a one-off last time yet here I am, waiting for my husband’s friend to come and fuck me. It had been eighteen weeks since we first fucked. Just before lock down started. Eighteen long weeks of suggestive messages, photos, videos, all designed to make me want him again and it succeeded. I’m gagging for him to use those magic fing...
The London streets were packed with the usual Saturday night traffic, and in the back of a black cab, the man glanced anxiously at his watch. He had been stuck in this bloody traffic for ten minutes now, and he was worried that he may have missed his opportunity with the mystery woman who so intrigued him. He breathed deeply and consoled himself that she had only left five minutes before him and was probably held up in th...
Annie and I have had the best conversations and sexiest and hottest chats more than I have had with anyone else I’ve met on Lush. We've exchanged fantasies and desires which left us both turned on and always looking forward to our next chat. The best part of our sexy chats is that she shares them with her husband later. And when she shares them with her husband it also turns him on. She also told me that after sharing our...
During the next week Sharon and I texted several times throughout each day sending sexy texts, and one evening we masturbated via FaceTime. Sharon was such a seductress. She really loosened up and seemed to really be enjoying her sexual awakening. We met again at the Marriott the following week and she was giddy with excitement as we walked towards the lobby. “I’ve spent over $300 at Victoria’s Secret the past week. New b...
