1 – A Chance Encounter Just for a change of scenery, Alex would sometimes turn right out of his street and walk up the hill past the cemetery on his morning walks. This was an alternate path to the beach which he’d take if he wanted a slightly shorter walk, or just if the mood struck him to do so. The cemetery was well populated along the main street, but turning west around its corner, there was a large as-yet unused are...

Grace had always been undeniably faithful to the men in her life. Throughout most of high school, she dated a sweet guy named Antonio. Antonio wasn’t the best-looking or most athletic guy in the school, but he was Grace’s first love, and she showed that love through her commitment. She was one of the hottest girls in school, and more than once she had opportunities to cheat, but she never did. She was so serious about her...

The clock on the living room wall read 12:47, its steady, repetitive tick-tock the only indicator of time passing. Grace stared at the notification on the screen, her breath taken away. How could she have let it come this far? How could she have let it come to this? Grace knew that chatting in the app wasn’t cheating. Talking to guys was perfectly acceptable. Sending sexy pics and videos was all just messing around. There...

At 5:26 am, Grace realized she just wasn’t going to get back to sleep. All night long she’d been tossing and turning, and could never find a good, restful sleep. The previous day she’d been using the “Hot Datez” app to surf guys’ profiles. It was completely harmless, just a good way to get her in the mood for her big anniversary weekend with her husband Greg. Using the app was a ton of fun, and super arousing. Every guy i...

Light cracked through the bedroom curtain as Grace slowly awoke. She smiled, feeling happier than she had woken up feeling in ages. She hadn’t cum in months, and yesterday she brought herself to two intense orgasms in one day. Her fond memories of the previous day’s pleasures were only amplified by the erotic dreams she had all night long. There was nothing wrong with looking at some eye candy and having a few little fant...

“It’s got to be in here somewhere,” Grace muttered to herself as she tore through the back of her walk-in closet on the warm Monday morning. It couldn’t have been that long since she wore it last. Though as she flipped through hanger after hanger, she started to second guess herself. She and Greg had been going through a bit of a dry spell lately, and she hadn’t been motivated to really dress up in ages. That happens to m...

Fifty-five-year-old Pakistani Muslim Shazia Shah got home from her first sex, other than with her fingers or dildo, in years, and it had been sensational sex. Shazia was married and had been since she was twenty-one, but despite living in the same house, she and her husband had little contact with each other, they slept in separate rooms. Shazia's husband was ten years older than her. She had hooked up with twenty-year-ol...

Shazia Shah was a fifty-five-year-old Muslim woman born in Pakistan but now living in the UK. She came to the UK with her parents when she was aged eight, she married when she was twenty-one. Although the marriage was now up to thirty-four years, it had never been a particularly happy one. Shazia's husband was ten years older than her and what little sex there had been in the marriage, ended a few years ago. Sex for Shazi...

“I definitely have a different opinion of you now.”   Jin’s words made me smile. It was something she had a talent for doing. Making me smile. She did that in our first messages on the dating app, and now that we had moved into the world of text messages, it was no different.   “How so?” I asked.   “That was not what I expected you to say,” she answered.   “What?” I asked. “What did I say?”   “You know,” she replied.   “O...